Herself is in buying mood again.
This happens frequently where she gets fixated on some aspect of life and she then nags the fuck out of me until I do something about it. It might be a new table for the kitchen or new carpet or even a change of colour on a wall somewhere, but it becomes a topic for nagging that can go on for months until I finally cave just for a bit of peace.
Her latest target is the car.
Yes, she wants a new car despite the simple facts that the current one is fine and we don’t have the money anyway.
Well, when I say the current car is fine, there is some small print attached to that. It has been playing up for a while.
The problem is the battery. The fucking thing is always flat. I stick it on charge overnight and next day it’s fine – starts first time. The day after? Fucking flat as a pancake again.
Part of the problem is that I don’t drive it enough, so each journey takes more out than it puts in. I can live with that excuse but it doesn’t explain how the battery drains so quickly. It’s a relatively new battery so that’s not the problem. I recently had to do some pretty lengthy trips but that didn’t do much either.
The only thing I can think of is that there is something in the car that is draining the battery even when it’s just sitting there in the driveway. I used to have all sorts of ammeters and voltmeters lying around but over the years they have all got chucked, so I can’t test for a short or current drain. I shall have to leave it to Spanner.
Now I’m sure Spanner will find something, and charge me more than the car is worth to fix it, but it is due for its annual test in February. Spanner always does his magic on the engine just before the test so it doesn’t fail the emissions thingies, so it makes sense to leave my little battery problem until then.
In the meantime I have the perfect hybrid car. I have to plug it in overnight to charge it, but once it gets going, there is little stopping it. Isn’t that what they all want? Part petrol, part electric?
I am way ahead of the game.