Spanner was moaning about his lot down in the pub last night.
There is nothing new in this as the day Spanner is happy with his lot will probably herald the End of Time.
He was bitching about cars not having spare wheels, and that already he had been called out to fix a couple of simple punctures. I told him that if the drivers hadn’t bothered to inflate their spare tyres then he should leave them there, but he claimed that cars don’t have any spare wheels these days. I didn’t believe him so when I got home I checked to see if there was any mention on the Interweb.
The bugger was right! Cars are now being sold with no spare wheels!
This is utter lunacy. As a motorist of over forty years, I couldn’t tell you how often I have been saved by the old spare in the boot. I always carry a few spare yokes in the car such as spare bulbs [never needed], fuses [never needed] and a spare wheel [essential life-saver]. Of all the problems most likely to leave a motorist stranded ten miles from civilisation, the flat tyre ranks number one.
In all my years of motoring I have had a few roadside problems. I once had a radiator hose blow in the wilds of Connemara [had to drive about forty miles to the nearest dealer, stopping every few minutes to let the engine cool], a cylinder head gasket blow [happened to have a spare in the boot at I knew the old one was flaky], a battery or two that went dead on me and probably dozens of flat tyres.
The one other thing that would have saved me a lot of grief is a starting handle. Why the fuck did they ever dump those? They were brilliant if ever the old battery was feeling sleepy.
It’s the old story of course.
They reckon that their new-fangled methods such as electric windows and electric starter motors are infallible and when the fucking things don’t work you find they have removed the old reliable method.