New Car, Guess I Should Learn How to Drive

Sometimes you’re just so tired, you buy a car. That’s how that works, apparently. I mean, I’d had a little bit to drink as well, and I vaguely remember Jarred daring me to do…something. And then Jenny was definitely the designated driver, because I distinctly (that is, ‘hazily’) remember her dropping me off at home, … [Read more…]

Give Me A Brake

My dad has just been telling me about his recent drive along the coast, which he doesn’t manage to do very often these days. It’s great that he’s been getting out and about, but what he’s been saying has got me a bit concerned about the roadworthiness of his old ute. He told me that … [Read more…]