… it’s not quite a Jag-u-ar.
But it’s starting to get expensive. The news tells us that fuel prices have reached a record high and, filling up yesterday, I can confirm that: it was the most I have ever paid for a tank of fuel. Ever.
And I have a big service coming up. Well, the car does, not me. Obviously.
And I keep looking at the wear on the back tyres and wondering how much longer they are going to last.
I haven’t checked, but I bet road tax went up in the Budget. And my car insurance will likely rise next year, as it always does.
Surely, at some point it’s going to become economically non-viable for me to run a car – unless I downsize to a Renault Clio or something (shudder).
But all this cost just adds to the joy and experience of driving.
There’s nothing like getting on the open road and putting your foot down, radio blaring and the wind from the open window blowing your hair as you grimace and wince as each. and. every. pothole. jars your spine, knackers your suspension and dents your alloys.
Speed cameras lurk around every corner, giving that unexpected thrill of “Did it flash me or not?”
And then there’s the inevitable roadworks. Almost any journey on Britain’s roads today will involve spending some nice relaxing time sat in a sea of brightly coloured cones. It’s a good time to de-stress, as you safely inch along at two miles an hour. And did you know that Britain is the cone capital of the world? Yes, we have more cones protecting our roads and making them safer than there are in the rest of the world put together.*
There is some major roadworks going on where the motorway passes through my neck of the woods. Traffic has been slowed to a safe and relaxing speed there for months, but they have just finished rebuilding junction 12 and earlier this week I decided to give it a try to see how much it had improved.
For years, early morning rush hour traffic has backed up along the B579, as turning right there to get on the motorway was made very difficult by the flow of traffic. But now, with the newly designed junction, they’ve thoughtfully put in some traffic lights to allow the B579 traffic to get out. I sat there on Monday morning and found that getting out was even slower than before. This is because they have cleverly phased the lights to allow you more time to sit there, take in the gorgeous surroundings and listen to Radio 2. I timed the lights (I had the time):
Red: 58 seconds
Green: 6 seconds
You don’t get many cars out in six seconds. Damn clever of them.
Anyway, better go. Gotta wash the car.
PS. I bet you’ve got Madness in your head now.
* I made up that particular fact. It’s probably true though.
In other news, this is most amusing.