So, I took delivery of my car today and I got to drive her for the first time. Yes, its a she. The car has a very masculine feel about it and I’m sure the previous owner was a man, but the car (itself) has a feminine energy. Where does the name come from, you ask? Well, its part of her licence plate.
Elvy is going to take a little getting used to. She is a very smooth drive and more powerful than Voldie ever was but much, much quieter and with a smoother ride. It also costs a lot more to fill her up at the petrol station. I can’t see the bottom of the bonnet, which makes parking a little more difficult, and I’m not quite sure how wide she is, because its very roomy inside, and I’ve yet to go through a width restriction to check my bearings. I’m not used to a three door car and I haven’t worked out the mechanisms on the seats yet. Then again, its been a very long time since the back seats were used for anything other than dry cleaning or shopping. It took me a little while to get the wipers going (which wasn’t good because it was drizzling) and I’ve mastered the headlights. The dashboard lights up in a green colour, which is nice.
I got my “Witches Parking Only: All Others will be Toad” sticker on her back windscreen straight away; something I never did with Voldie. Colin has also assured me that he has a friend (currently on holiday) who will be able to install a DAB radio, CD player with an iPod dock next month, which will be great as I don’t own any cassettes and even ClassicFM can be a bit tedious when I’m driving to work.
I do look forward to many, many years of happy driving in Elvy.
Interestingly, as Colin drove away in Voldie, I didn’t even think that would be the last time I ever saw him; not even a twinge of loss. I guess we were meant to part ways after all.