The motor is supposed to be going for its annual overhaul this evening.
Spanner usually collects it late in the day and returns it the following evening. That’s all fine and dandy but it leads to an annual problem.
Where did I leave my chequebook?
Spanner is now the only person I know who relies on cheques for payment. Every other transaction through the year is done either with a debit card or cash. As a result, my chequebook which used to be an essential accessory when going out is now relegated to the back of somewhere in the junk room to gather cobwebs.
Back in the Good Old Days a chequebook was essential and when out on the lash in Dublin a pub would be chosen almost solely on whether they would cash a cheque or not. A refusal to cash a cheque would mean that pub was added to the list of no-go establishments. Any major shopping such as groceries were also paid by cheque and as a result I frequently had to call the bank to send me a new book.
All that is gone now. I suppose it will be only a matter of time before cheques will become extinct. I don’t know what the likes of Spanner will do then. Will he have to carry some kind of card reader around with him? If he demands cash, that will be tricky as the amount varies enormously from year to year and I don’t like having wads of notes lying around just in case it’s an expensive year.
Now where is that fucking chequebook …… ?