My car is known among my work-related friends as ‘the ecosystem’. In better days, it had some good biodiversity! Some of that has suffered at the extremities of car repair people and dogs, but it’s still remarkable I suppose. Neil calls it ‘the moss car’. And I have already had a scrap merchant at my door wanting to buy it off me as ‘it obviously wasn’t in use anymore’.
Neil is a very tidy man who has already spread his influence into my house. And he has been asking if he could wash my car. I said no! For the outside. The inside was on my to do list. It was filthy! Some of it just the usual build-up of sand and dust and whatnot. Quite some of it, as well, associated with mine trips with Lydia.
When I was at his place, Neil suggested we tackle it. And so we did. He hoovered the whole thing. I tidied up the ratchet straps lingering around, and threw away all the old parking tickets and similar junk. And tried to rub off all mine mud. It didn’t all come off! But at the end, the car looked so presentable on the inside. One day, Neil is going to make a respectable citizen of me!
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