Lady in a van
No, not the Alan Bennett play, but my very own white van (wo)man…
Among the various annoyances of not being able to drive - like not having to pay speeding fines, and not having to cope with the lunatics on the south London roads, is not being able to transport various bits of valuable Aston Martin around the country whenever I like.
Fortunately for me I have a lovely sister-in-law who fantasises about being a white van man and happily volunteers every time I wave a Hire-a-van set of keys in her general direction…
This weekend it was a front clip and bonnet to go to Canada plus my brand new windshield, and a set of brake calipers from Southampton, via Dulwich to collect some bumpers, tail lights and headlamps, via Islington to drop off some furniture for my nephew, and then on to Bedford, drop off the stuff, drink a cup of tea and then back in the van to Portsmouth. 304 miles, and she was still smiling…
…now i just need to persuade her that towing a trailer through Paris is a walk in the park…