I have just said farewell to my old car, as it was ignominiously tipped up and dragged away by its hind-wheels. This dreadful old heap was but I youngster when we picked it up over a decade ago. Ah, (sigh) the places it has been, the things it has seen! We have brought babies home from hospital in it, gone on holiday, driven to work, driven round Scotland to speak in various churches in it, filled it with people, logs, rucksacks, bikes, sacks of coal, shopping, furniture, boots, sports equipment ... In recent years, the old heap was reserved for lesser duties especially hillwalking trips. The number of times I have peered down from a hill towards the road, and been able to spot this little car waiting for me, I cannot count!
The final insult however wasn't that the thing was dragged away to the knackers-yard, but that it was valued at a mere £150- Surely it was worth more than that!!!?!