Wednesday, March 10, 2010

RIP Fiat M-a-r-e-a W-e-e-kend

It's been almost a year since I wrote about my Fiat M-a-r-e-a W-e-e-kend that was on its last legs.

Well last week at the age of 12, the engine spluttered its last throaty noise. It's a complete write off (actually I was right off it ages ago). It kicked the bucket. It has passed on. Given up the ghost. Pushed up the daisies and gone to meet its [car] maker. It is deceased. Bereft of life it is no more. Departed to a better place. Expired before its road tax did. It is a late Fiat M-a-r-e-a W-e-e-kend. It's resting in peace (actually pieces!). It's a stiff. OK, I can't deny it. The car is dead.

It's two weeks before Pesach. I havn't even started the shopping. Am I in a panic? Well, surprisingly not but maybe it's because I'm still in a state of denial.

The worst part of all this is that I get terrible travel sickness and the Egged bus drivers go round corners with the skill of a Formula One racing driver, leaving my stomach behind at the pit stop.

I'm trying to arrange a loan from my work to get a replacement car but it's proving a slow process.

Actually I still have not made up my mind if I'm gonna go for a regular family car only a few years ol or a seven seater Mazda MPV or Hyundai Trajet from the beginning of the century.


Bouncer said...

Uhm, you can borrow my bike if your like...

Anonymous said...

well, good luck and may you always travel safely