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Goodness, it's been almost two months! I have been reading here and I've even started the odd post, then a cat landed on my keyboard or something and...

Anyway, here I am. What shall I put in a post?

The Shop continues reasonably busy, though less so than last year: it's the first year since it started that turnover is distinctly down on the previous year. Unsurprising given everything that's happening in the world, but a bit concerning on the micro-personal level. 

Here are some things I've done:
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Yesterday I drove into Gunnislake to take my car in to have its various ailments fixed, then walked back home through the woods with the hounds.  The foxgloves are coming to the end of their blooming, but wow, there are a lot of them.





When I got my car back, I was pleased.  Grey door looks a little odd, but the window works again and I also have a new battery so it actually starts and can drive places!  (My car standards are so low :-D )
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I also made an impulse buy of a new second hand camera on ebay that I can't really afford but what the hell. It's a Sony A6000. Am very excited!

Have a zeitgeisty moment I saw on Tumblr: 2,292 Plants Fill the Audience in Opening Performance at Barcelona’s Gran Teatre del Liceu

The cinemas are due to re-open here in the UK.  I wonder if enough people will want to go to them.  I can't say I fancy it.  Although the number of cases and deaths has dropped from the peaks of April and May, the last couple of weeks look more like 'numbers have stabilised' than 'continue to fall' to me. 
bunn: (Car)

I have just come past a neighbour baling out his MX5 with an old Costa coffee cup.

"It doesn't leak!" he announced, in defiance of the evidence. "It's just there's so much condensation!"

Yay!

Sep. 25th, 2018 09:28 pm
bunn: (icecream)
Gambara the Volvo, with over 146,000 miles on the clock, passed her MOT with flying colours, and didn't even need a new tyre! 

Blimey they build Volvos solid.

What else has happened?  Pp and I went to Colin the Art's Open Studio private view thingy, and were much amused by this one of his paintings
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Rosie Roo got a sore ear, I think possibly a wasp stung it.   She'll throw a wobbly if a vet tries to look at it, so I'm giving it a couple of days in the hope that it will be better on its own. 
bunn: (Car)
Still having a knackered shoulder / neck /arm that was causing me quite a bit of pain, I decided to go to a physiotherapist who lives in a little hut in a back garden in Tavistock.  It doesn't have chicken legs so I''m fairly sure that is OK.

She poked, prodded, acupuncted, used some sort of sound wave device that I'm fairly sure came directly from an episode of Star Trek, and by the end I had stopped hurting at least for a while, which was a huge relief, and got a proper night's sleep, ditto.  It remains to be seen how long-term effective this will be : I did hurt quite a bit today, but not so continuously.   And I have an exercise to do, and was given instructions about which over the counter pain thing to buy, which was also very helpful.

Also knackered: my car poor Helga Saab, whose suspension has completely given up the ghost.   I joined a local artists group, went off to the first meeting, which was fun, and was halfway back and feeling cheerful when suddenly there was a sudden loud thumping noise...

Apparently they aren't making suspensions for 2002 Saabs any more and even used parts for the suspension are 'like gold dust' so Helga has gone to Car Graveyard.  We went today to see a couple of cheap old bangers, since we do need to replace her.  Pp's car is not really much use for carrying dogs, canoes, or boxes of role-playing stuff.   After some debate, we put down a deposit on an ancient and cheap Volvo V70, which after only 142,000 miles and 14 years looks considerably younger than Helga did.   Not 100% that we will buy it since it juddered a little at speed, but the place that's selling it is going to sort the wheel alignment which I hope will fix that.

If we do buy her, I think I'm going to call her Gambara.  I was thinking it looked more like a male car, for some reason, but on the other hand, it's a Volvo, so should have a vǫlva kind of name, and this story about the Lombards is way too wonderful not to use. 

Bah

Jun. 14th, 2017 04:04 pm
bunn: (Bah)
Edged out of a wobbly old Cornish junction with a building hanging perilously over it, into an unexpected!Landrover.

Lost a chunk of Helga Saab's bumper and probably responsible for repairing a dent in the Landrover. Oh well, at least my no-claims bonus is protected. Surprising it doesn't happen more often, I spose. Someone came running out of a building,having heard the bang: "That's the third time this week on this junction!" she said.
bunn: (Car)
In other news, Helga Saab had a few minor fixes, re-took her MOT and passed! For a car made in 2002 that is getting on to 150,000 miles, I think passing an MOT at a price of only 200 quid (including a new tyre) is pretty good. Well done Helga. Well done, 2002 Swedish engineers, I'm sorry your car company went bust. Well done, Dave the Garage with your stylish-yet-affordable tyres.

ETA, apparently Saab has risen from the ashes and is now National Electric Vehicle Sweden, still based at the splendidly named Trollhättan! Good for them. I bet their cars will be quirky and efficient. Sadly, it's very unlikely I shall ever be able to afford a new car, but I shall send them generalised good wishes anyway.
bunn: (Car)
You know how you often see flowers attached to a road sign or a tree by the road, placed in memory, one assumes, of someone dead in a road accident?

I've never actually seen anyone putting them up, but I had vaguely wondered about them. I'd envisaged, perhaps, a pair of mourning parents, or a desolate deserted Significant Other, perhaps supported by a friend.

Today I saw the flower bringers. There were about 10 of them, all men in their early 20's, and rather tanned, all on foot, faces very serious, walking along a roadside in a loose group, with the two people who were holding bouquets at the front. As I drove past them, they arrived at a road sign and began to tie the flowers to it.  I almost stopped and took a photo of them, but didn't quite have the nerve. 
bunn: (Car)
In Tavistock yesterday, we parked near an array of elderly cars.  Not, on the whole, ancient cars - cars about my age, or perhaps 10 years older.

I was delighted to see that one of the two elderly Rovers had a number of Werther's Original sweets on the dashboard.  If I were writing fiction and included one of those Rovers, I'm not sure I would have the nerve to include Werther's Original, it would seem just too much.  I immediately rushed over to the other Rover to check it for Werthers.  Sadly there were none - but even better, there was a tin of pipe tobacco, and a wooden pipe!  

Sometimes it's nice to have your expectations confirmed. 
bunn: (No whining)
And I wrote a whole long LJ post in my head as I was driving back, but now I am too tired to type it.  It was something along the lines of

- Porsche, perceptions, and why I choose Helga Saab to take me there not Percy the Purple Porsche

- Mazzards : should I get one? Or several?

-  People who say that they are clueless because they are female are very irritating. The 'clue' is not stored on  the Y chromasome. 

- Driving the ghosts of old roads

- Exactly what I want to do to people who tailgate through the 30 zone, are lost as soon as you hit bends, then speed through the next 30 zone to catch up so they can tailgate again. 

- Official Going To Meeting Trousers and average numbers of dogs at a Bunn business meeting. 

Anyway, as I say, I was too tired to type it all out and make it make sense. if you can figure it out from that lot you deserve some sort of award...

Californias

Jul. 9th, 2009 01:14 pm
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There are three different MX5 cars in the local paper today, different ages, mileage, body shape and contact details - but all 3 are California special editions. Weird coincidence.

That's the yellow one, by the way. I do love yellow cars. And Mx5s. Sadly, there is no way that 2 greyhound sized dogs are going to fit into a 2-seater convertible, no matter how yellow it is.

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