11th June 2019
“We need to get the puncture repaired” I announced, “and whilst we’re out we need a tail light, and a wheel brace”. The list of car things were growing. The police around here just need any excuse to pull you over, especially if their quota for the month is light. The wheel brace we need in case of another puncture.
On the way to the tyre place we stopped in at Goodwill. It had been many weeks since we had been in either of the two in Holland, we expected them all to be wearing black armbands in memory of Kelli. As it happens they weren’t, but what they did have was a pine dresser with a “broken slide” for five dollars. So we snapped it up. To our delight it was seniors day with a 20% discount on purchases, so we got it for four. There is alway some advantages to being an old git.
We got to the tyre place only to be told that it was unrepairable. As we only bought them in September it was a bit of a blow, however at the time we took out a warranty. This meant that the new tyre was free, and all we had to do was renew the warranty. I’m sure it was a bit of a scam, but for seventeen bucks I’ll take it.
On the way back we stopped to get the car parts.
“I’m looking for a wheel brace” I asked the guy behind the counter who looked blankly at me.
There was a awkward silence, “to tighten wheel nuts” I added.
“Oh, you mean a four-way?”
“ Does it tighten wheel nuts?”
“Yup!”
So he walked over and found it for me.
Another lesson in Americanise.
Another Lifetime to go 