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My new car

I wrote last week of the untimely writing off of my beloved Peugeot.  So sad!

But I now have a new car!  A Volkswagen Beetle - the new style that looks like a child's plastic toy car.  I'm already getting used to it, and think it will become as enjoyable as the old one.  But I couldn't think of a name for it - my husband rejected Jeremy (Jeremy Beetle: get it?). 

Today however he made a suggestion.  Note that he doesn't read the same books as me, and so the name doesn't have the same resonance.  But he is Irish.

And the Beetle is now known as Spud.  Or Spuddy if I want to persuade it to do something...

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cyberducks
Feb. 6th, 2006 01:40 am (UTC)
Spuddy! That's a great name for the beetle (and a great nickname for a certain beloved character)!

Congrats on the new car - what colour is it?
rosinarowantree
Feb. 6th, 2006 02:05 am (UTC)
It's a silver Spud - I hope it will not turn against me, but will treat me with respect (if a little uncertainty at first). Do you think I could persuade Owen that his MG is really called Ralph? Both of them find it easy to get on with women of a certain maturity - the woman with the dogs who dealt with his knee and got him his boots, and the landlady in the digs.

Whenever the clocks went back in November, my drive from the railway station home was after dark, though the narrow, twisty lanes of Kent. And every year I had 'flashbacks' to the long drive with the confessions in Ralph's car, and so, I would be subliminally forced to reread the Charioteer - and never regretted it. Its pages are beginning to lose adhesion, but I'll stick with it for now. Now, when I drive, it will be me and Spuddy - I can tell him about life, and he can just purr at me and respond to my slightest touch. As I press on the accelerator, bringing him up to the approved maximum, and the thrill of speed touches him, will he realize that "it can be good to be given what you want; it can be better, in the end, never to have it proved to you that this was what you wanted." But Spuddy, you know that's what gets your engine revs up, and you can't always take the burdens of all the speed limits and spy cameras on your shoulders. But you know, there's no future in screwing down all the pressure valves and smashing the gauges - sometimes it gets so that the only thing is just to say, "That's how I'd like to drive twenty-four hours a day; but, the hell with it, this is how I feel now."

And whenever the engine is playing up, or the windscreen washers don't work, I can just murmur "Relax, Spuddy. Don't be so tense."
my_cnnr
Feb. 6th, 2006 04:06 am (UTC)
too funny, dear...you should put your hand to a little TC AU more often...

have fun with Spuddy!
trueriver
Feb. 6th, 2006 08:58 am (UTC)
That is so funny - ah, Spuddy!
rosinarowantree
Feb. 6th, 2006 11:26 am (UTC)
Of course, my husband doesn't drive a Spud - he drives a Laurie
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