
No great harm was done, but a brief holiday in Devon had to become even briefer and now I must buy another car. Coming closely after sport, fashion, antiques and the price of houses, motor cars—my own or anyone else’s—rank high among the subjects I never want to spend any time talking about, but for once here goes.
The car was an early model of a range which never captured the market it was aimed at: the sort of people who buy that sort of car saw that driving one of these would do irreparable harm to their image, suggesting that they were employed by a cheapskate company and lacked the clout to demand a Mercedes, Jaguar or BMW. So the value of the few that were sold dropped quickly and dramatically, and used ones are rare and very cheap.
This was one reason why I acquired this car seven years ago; the other reason was that it was clearly a perfect match for its driver, being large, solid, comfortable, unsporting, unfashionable, unprestigious, unexciting, giving little trouble and with enormous consumption. Anyway, I am looking for another one just the same.
God , wasn’t that post boring? I promise that Other Men's Flowers will never again feature this topic.
2 comments:
The pity is that the insurance payout will likely not replace a similar car of a simialar standard. We too go for an adequate but low priced car, ours is a Daewoo, and when it was written off last year we were offered the market value which didn't quite cover the extras that came with our car.
At least everyone was civil following your little discussion with the gatepost. There is hope still in this world... even if some of the women talk football!
Yes, indeed, but we did get £3,000 which is not bad for an 11-year old car. We had to add quite a bit to get a replacement (same model but five years younger). It was time anyway: the old one was getting a bit scruffy and the ashtrays were full.
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