Sophie has her new anti-tick collar put on. She does everything she can to get it off.
The little Volvo is once again being temperamental. The dashboard has taken to lighting up like Coney island on the fourth of July with the dire warning 'engine malfunction - go to dealer immediately'. Stopping the car, turning off the engine and then restarting it seems to settle things down for a couple of days. The garage can get it seen to next week. This morning we take the big car down to the bakers. Sophie looks rather lost in the vastness of the back.
The Old Farmer is up at five thirty to cut the lawn. He has settled into a fixed routine that revolves around a four day cycle. Day 1 work on the engine of the Mercedes, Day 2 work on the engine of the venerable Ford Transit motorhome, Day 3 make sure the ancient Peugeot is still working, Day 4 get out the tractor and cut the lawn to within an inch of its life.This mornings croissant gets an 8.1/10
Back in the village work on the yoga centre has stopped. A new roadway has been opened up through the old village walls. The 1950's era 'plate glass door houses' that were to be demolished have been given a reprieve. The German billionaires didn't think to tell the new mayor what they planned to do. Seems that he has made it clear that 'permission' is required. For the time being further progress is in limbo.
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YIKES!!! Is there no such thing as "Planning Permission" in France - or do billionaires just believe no laws apply to them? The "olden days" when you fixed whatever was wrong with a car by listening to the engine, tightening things up and applying oil liberally have a great appeal, don't they? I hope the garage can fix your malfunction.
Ever more sophisticated technology in cars often just means more things to go wrong, and these problems are often beyond the mechanical skills of such as the Old Farmer. I fear with the arrival of electric cars, this trend will only accelerate. I'm currently ignoring a flashing light telling me my tyre pressure sensors can't be detected, and relying on the old fashioned method of checking the tyres aren't feeling soft.
Cheers! Gail.
Tell me about it. My new (brought new off the lot) Golf R line has had two new tyres, because of the conditions of our local rural roads, so now the tyre pressure warning lights come on every time I start the car, along with a reminder that the car needs an oil change. Considering that the car has only done 4,517k in the 10 months I have owned it, the need for an oil change seems somewhat redundant. Our older Holden Captiva dash board lights randomly come on but this is due to the a rodent getting into the engine and eating part of the air filter and this plays havoc with the engine sensors. Lets just say all our cars have rat bait in the engines. Rats cause a lot damage to engines here in rural NZ.
Sophie looks like a dog on a mission in the last photo!
Sorry to hear that the dog car is malfunctioning, thank goodness you have the big car as a stand-by.
I dread next month when my car is going in for it's annual MOT (ITV) service. The garage are very good and will bring me home after I've dropped off the car, and collect me when it's ready. It's just the thought of it being kept for a few days if it needs parts that aren't in stock. Sometimes I wish I'd kept my husband's car!
What a mess the German billionaire has made. It shows he has no consideration for those around him. Something similar happens here too, with his fellow countrymen, though they are not necessarily billionaires. I'm
glad that the mayor has managed to halt the destruction.
Perhaps your Volvos are conspiring to ensure you don't sell the big car? It's nice to see the new mayor springing into action, although perhaps a bit later than might be optimal.
Hari OM
'L'il Ren', my 2007 Renault (no longer with me) had that service warning light thing going on for the five years I had it. The mechanics never did discover the source of the issue... and it never stopped it running. In fact, it runs still, albeit in another's care. That said, one wonders whether the Big Car is now earning its right to remain at the ROF?
... and perhaps the village is learning a bit about why Anger Management Man has developed a problem with the Germans?!! YAM xx
Plenty of space for the sweet little girl,
Do you think there is a sensor in your car that "alerts" when the mechanic needs another infusion of money?
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