Oh happy days.
My new car has finally arrived. And it makes me happy.
It is so small and it feels a bit like driving a go kart and I feel like a rally car driver.
Actually what I feel like is Brum. Do you get the show Brum? Its a kids show about a little car that has a lot of adventures. And thats just what this feels like. And I love pushing the horn. Because it makes this happy little beep beep. And it wouldn't even offend a sensitive ladybird.
Such a fun car.
So this morning I thought I'd hit the highway and see how it went on the open road, because it really zips about town. So I thought I'd go to the bottle shop in the next town. About 40kms away.
So loving it. 120kms per hour no worries. Never mind that our speed limit is 100 kms per hour. I wanted to test it out overtaking on a hill.
It sure is a mighty mouse.
I've already had the rear spoiler put on it, Friday it gets tinted windows and Monday it gets mag wheels. Super cute. You know I've been driving that big old family saloon for so long I'd forgotten how much fun it could be to drive a car. Before I had kids I owned a pink volkswagen and I loved it. And it was still ok after two kids, but once I had the third, it was just impossible to fit two child seats and a baby capsule in it. Plus a double pram in the boot. But, sigh, you have kids and sacrifices have to be made.
But do you know what makes this whole deal even better?
JD (Daz's work partner) bought my old car for his wife and she just adores it. She loves it. She's getting the dents and dings out of it and loves it. This morning I was driving Lizzie to school and she went – hey, there's our car, and Sal drove past with her kids in it.
I'm not kidding, I did a U Turn in this thing and I was still on the wrong side of the road! You can turn it on a coin.