I seem to have found a buyer for my car. It’s funny how things can fall into place sometimes, isn't it? The bloody thing has forced me to fall out of love with it, I have found a replacement, and then lo and behold I find someone whose Renault has just failed its MOT and they need a new vehicle desperately. I was completely honest with them too, saying it has started to cost me money and may still have a few issues that need solving with regards the suspension. I said that, as far as I know, there are no major mechanical faults and it should keep running fine for ages, and that my only reason for selling was because I need something more suitable for my growing family. That may have been a slight lie, but is based in a truth, so I won't beat myself up too much about that one. Anyway, this fellow John seems happy enough to take a chance with it, saying 'My cousin likes tinkering with motors so I can take it to him with any problems.' He's going to meet me after work tonight so he can 'take it for a spin' and 'see how she sounds' and if all goes well, he's happy to hand his cash over on Friday and take her off my hands. (See how quickly I'm falling into the lingo?)
And the Mazda is ours from Saturday, so doesn't that just all fit together beautifully?
RC 24-5-23
No comments:
Post a Comment