Entry for 3rd July, 2008

How shall I delight you this evening Gentle Blog Reader? I know - I shall thrill you with the ninth of my 100 Small but Tangible Improvements to my life.
I got alloy wheels for my aging Merc. I haven't felt a thrill like this since physics in fifth year, when Fiona C used to sit on a stool in front of me in a skirt that was at least one size too small for her.
It's loooooooovely. (I'm back on the Merc now - not Fiona Cs buttocks). The car is transformed. I had feared that (much in the way that dogs come to resemble their masters) that the car would look like a middle aged man desperately trying to look cool in T Shirts with ironic logos on them.
I am pleased to report, however, that the venerable old vehicle simply looks cool. It now reminds me of Rich Hall; getting on a bit, but with just enough of a whiff of danger to make it worthwhile getting into a long conversation with it in a late night bar.
If Fiona C happens to be walking along the High Street when I pull up at the lights she will look at me in my aging but effortlessly stylish car, and she will be sorry that she never engaged me in conversation beside the friction-compensated slope. You could have had me you tight-skirted hussy; but I have moved on now.