Entry for 30th June, 2008

I have another of my 100 Small But Tangible Improvements to report. I know that you are on the edges of your collective cyberseats, so I shall not beat around the bush: I have put a plastic boot liner in my car. Thus, is my car boot protected from the ravages of muddy pram wheels. I have no doubt that, by this stroke alone, I will have added literally pence to the re-sale value of the vehicle.
A boot liner! What have I become?. Is there an object which is more defining of my the middle-aged, middle-class fart that I have become? Even a caffetiere has a more youthful edge. A lawn mower cuts a more socialist swathe across the lawns of all social classes.
But a boot liner? What does that say about you? It says "I am prepared to pay a tenner to protect the interior of the boot of my car - an area, let's face it, which is specifically designes as a utilitarian area for carting dirty items from place to place - but I am not a man who will allow that area to become sullied - I am a man who knows the value of a clean boot."
When the revolution comes, and the rebels come and inspect my boot, I fully expect to be summarily executed. I will deserve it.