Life transitions
AFTER picking up the Lightweight from its service, what should have been a lovely drive home was somewhat marred by the distinct feeling that it was not as happy as I to be back on the road.
Being petrol (cue obligatory sharp intake of breath at the shocking cost of running a 2.25 engine these days), the Lightweight has always boasted nifty acceleration at traffic lights and is normally able to hold its own on the motorway. But today, it all seems like the most gargantuan effort. I phone Tim the Overworked Mechanic
