On falling in love with a German...

rusty estate car.

I’m moving out of my flat on Thursday. The van comes at nine and my wordly goods will go to Somerset, and my leaden heart will follow in my new motor car. I say new, it’s £2000 quid twenty year old E class Mercedes that I found on eBay and bought from a very nice British Asian gentleman in Wembley at 11pm last Sunday night. The guy was so very nice I figured his car must be nice too.

Who? Me? What did I do? I’m just being me. Don’t @ me. Owning podencos is like herpes. There’s no cure for it. Cars are easier.

I try not to give advice here, but I’m going to give some for free now.