This will have to be quick because I'm really tired, and am hoping that sore throat and nasty glands will disappear with early night and lots of sleep.
Anyway, back to the post of the post. My car is officially dead. The insurance company contacted me yesterday to let me know. I spent lots of this morning on phone to just about every department of the aforementioned (is that one word, or two, or even three? and it's probably spelt wrongly as well) company, and also the garage where my car is being held.
Tomorrow after school and seeing N in her playroom (the austistic girl I work on a home program with 3 or 4 times a week. The way I wrote that makes it sound like I set up the program, which is a complete lie. Basically her parents are running this program and I'm one of the volunteers who work on it with them) I'm going to go to the garage and say goodbye to Methuselah (huh, you didn't make it to 969 days, let alone 969 years. At least you lasted more than 969 hours (which is 40 days and 9 hours to be precise)) and also pick up all the junk that seems to accumulate in cars (as I remember from last time). Somehow the last sentence managed to include 4 sets of brackets and ne as long as a whole paragraph ought to be. I hope you got the just anyway.
On the bright side, the lovely sounding lady from the garage was very sympathetic and when I comfirmed it was the orange micra she said "oh isn't it so cute". So at least it will get to spend it's last few hours being admired.
Final thoughts - we have started looking for new cars (on autotrader on the net, it's great cos we already understand all the jargon from last time we were looking). So far we've decided to eliminate any things that's further away than a few miles (we trecked over to the west of London last time, and it's just not worth the hassle) and we've found two that may have potential - one red and one blue. I saw a beautiful one today. actually two. One was a lovely purple mirca, and the other was yellow, so I could win the yellow car game everytime (BTW HP you just lost the game didn't you?). Unfortunately they were both obviously owned and loved by their owners (I saw them while I was out driving, rather than on the web) so I'll just have to keep looking.
Just realised that this has been far from short, and really ought to stop writing drivel and go to bed. Will scream if internet decides to misbehave and not let me publish this, will scream even more if it also loses it. On second thoughts won't scream as will not be good for throat, will instead be very disappointed in the internet system (in that tone of voice that a parent or teacher says 'I am very disappointed in you, I would have ecpected better from someone like you).