I am buying a new car. My old one keeps going wrong, probably because I haven't looked after it properly or had it serviced regularly or because this type of car has an exhaust fault and is an odd make from Korea. And when I open the bonnet and look at an engine I usually break into a cold sweat and call for help. What is going on in there? How does this thing work? I don't know because I am a girly.
And another thing, I've never bought a car before. How? What sort? They all look the same, like jelly moulds, and I don't really fancy any of them. And they all cost an arm and a leg and everyone has a different opinion about every type.
I don't care. I've found an old brown Saab and I'm going to buy it. I like the shape, I like the way the windows go up and down, I've put a deposit on it and come home in a state of shock. Then I run round telling my my friends. They all go a bit quiet. "I hope you're getting the AA to check it, "says my neighbour Jennifer strictly. No I haven't. Some are even more suspicious, "How many miles on the clock?" they snap. "How many miles per gallon? Can it take lead free? Is there a service history?"
Don't know. Can't answer any of the questions. I forgot to ask half of them and I can't remember the answers to the ones I did ask because I didn't really understand the answers anyway. Don't know what a carburettor does, but I like the man selling the car because his chief mechanic has two Boxer dogs and I have one and there's lots of room for a lovely big dog's bed in the back, so as far as I'm concerned, this car is a must.
It was love at first sight. But will it last?
