Welcome back to the account of my journeying through Ringwood, the town with the friendliest people in Australia. Let’s move onto Thursday. What will I get up to next? Thursday: As I previously mentioned, I wanted to check out the swimming pool, which turned out to be really great. I took the children of the Trish family, who had a fun time. Then I returned to the local shopping centre, where I bought lots of things at a great price. Since I am pretending to be homeless, however, I had to put all the stuff I bought in my car. I can’t see that becoming a problem at all, though. Friday: Well, I got kicked out of the Trish home.[…]
Category: Cars
It’s really frustrating when people question your knowledge of things. My daughter’s car was broken the other day. I came around to fix it but she started saying all this crazy stuff like “You’re not a professionally trained mechanic” and “I need to get a log book service to keep the car’s resale value high”. Like, what are you talking about, woman? I’ve been servicing her car for her for years, ever since I returned from the moon, and never heard a word of complaint about it. When I mentioned this to her, she said that she does complain about it, but I delete her voicemails every time. I’ve never heard anything so preposterous! I tell you, we couldn’t afford[…]
I had to take my car to the auto shop yesterday, but given the current world circumstances, I wasn’t able to go see a movie or anything, as I usually would while waiting for a car service to be done. So I spent most of the time sitting in the workshop, waiting, just dawdling around on my phone. Eventually, I got so bored that I decided to watch something on Not Flicks, that streaming service everyone is using these days. Since I don’t have any shows I’m watching at the moment (well, I didn’t at the time, anyway), I just put on the first thing it happened to recommend. So while I was waiting for my log book service at[…]
Driving to the beach, driving to the beach… that’s the driving to the beach song! I get so excited about driving to the beach, I can’t help bursting into song, and who can blame me? It’s not even about being at the beach – that’s nice and all, but it’s nothing compared to driving to the beach. Winding roads, panoramic views of sparkling sea, the thrill of hurtling along the edge of a coastal cliff, cute scruffy dogs sticking their heads out of car windows: driving to the beach has all this to offer, and then some. In case you couldn’t tell, I’m big into lengthy drives in scenic locations, with no distractions aside from the dulcet tones of a[…]
I’m not too sure about some of these old-time folks, particularly the ones from around the turn of the century, by which I mean the late 1800s. They’re close enough to modernity to have an inkling of what’s in store, but far enough away that they can’t see the potential pitfalls of the impending technological boom. That’s why we started going back in time in the first place – to warn them of what would come to pass without the benefit of hindsight. We would effectively be delivering that benefit to them. Are they willing to listen? Yes and no. They’ll pay rapt attention to descriptions of life in the 21st century, particularly anything to do with cars: building cars,[…]
Sigh. I’ve tried to get back into regular spooking, but after I had such a great time at Halloween, everything has seemed like it has a bit less of a sheen. People don’t scream and run away with the vigour like they used to, and I feel like my well of ideas is slowly running dry. Should I scare people…dressed as…a mummy? Ugh, see what I mean!? A spooky mummy is the opposite to a spooky skeleton! I’m in a post-Halloween funk, and I don’t know how I can break out of it. I could always go driving again, but while people are spooked enough to cause accidents, I don’t actually want anyone to get hurt. Besides, I think the[…]