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bunnHelga the Saab flashed up a plaintive message at me this morning: "Time for Service"
She reinforced this when I cruelly clicked the clear button and ignored her, by releasing her left indicator light as I drove along, so that it flapped about on the end of its cable. I had to stop and shove it back in. And I KNOW she needs a new tire. Pants.
Also, Az's pet insurance is up for renewal, and they want £351.69 for the next year! That's only fifty quid less than the insurance on Helga! Mind you, both of them are getting on a bit, so I don't know which one I expect to break sooner...
She reinforced this when I cruelly clicked the clear button and ignored her, by releasing her left indicator light as I drove along, so that it flapped about on the end of its cable. I had to stop and shove it back in. And I KNOW she needs a new tire. Pants.
Also, Az's pet insurance is up for renewal, and they want £351.69 for the next year! That's only fifty quid less than the insurance on Helga! Mind you, both of them are getting on a bit, so I don't know which one I expect to break sooner...
