Friday, 19 February 2010

My bloody car ...... the saga continues

So. As you will probably remember; not so long ago my car failed its MOT (Ministry of Transport) roadworthiness test [read original posting here]. Consequently, it meant that I had ten days to rectify the problems, otherwise my vehicle would be taken from me by the Prime Minister, put into a big pit, nuked, and any surviving atoms would be sent back to me in an envelope with a note saying;

"Ha ha ha! I bet you now wish you'd changed the passenger-side wiper blade, don't ya? Regards, Gordon Brown".

Hey, no flies on me (but you can see where they've been)...... I had already got the work done, and was ready to go for an MOT retest. That was until Sarah pointed out that my offiside brakelight was still not working.

"Grrrrr. I have only just had it repaired," I groaned, as Sarah laughed and pointed in sympathy.

There was only one thing for it; I needed to take it back to the garage (a different garage to the one that did the MOT) to have it re-fixed (is that a word?). Fifteen minutes later, I was stood on the garage forecourt, in the pouring rain, with a mechanic holding my brake-light mechanism in his hand, shaking his head.

"What?" I asked, getting exasperated.

"Some of your wiring is loose," he replied.

"So can you fix it?" I demanded as a drip fell from the end of my nose.

"Yep, give me a minute," he answered, pulling a cable-tie out of his pocket, and tightening it round the dodgy wiring.  "There you go. All done." he said, handing me my brakelight fixture for inspection.

"Are you sure that this is ok?" I asked dubiously.

"Yep," he said, popping the fixture back into the car, and disappearing into the garage, leaving me wet, miserable and strangely unoptomistic about the longevity of the brakelight repair.

 Pic.No.1. Cat with its head stuck

Luckily for me, I would have erred on the side of a bad mood if I hadn't seen this picture of a gormless cat with food tin stuck on its head.

Now normally, animals like this fall victim to natural selection. But not this moggy.  The lucky blighter managed to do a four-paw-stagger into a tree-hugger's back garden, and was promptly taken to the Vets to have the thing cut off.

Call me picky, but I think it looks more amusing with it on.

5 comments:

  1. That is one stupid cat. I bet it showed a preference for dried food out of packets after that ...

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  2. hee hee hee - love the cat picture!

    maybe its time for a new car? I hear there are great deals out there on Pontiacs and Toyotas...

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  3. Car trouble can be a nightmare. You have my sympathies.

    So did it pass its retest?

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  4. LOL! It is funny isn't it? I felt a bit guilty for laughing at a cat with its bonse stuck in a tin, and then decided I couldn't help it.

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  5. Hello kate, yes. I am going to do another car posting soon... about whether my car passed or not.

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