Tuesday, May 13, 2008
DH (who doesn't blog and who doesn't care if I do or don't)suggests "why don't you blog about our new car?".
And I'm, like, huh? My blog is mostly read by women - we don't really care about new cars. We just need something to get the kids to and from school and sports and friends. We just need to be able to park the car in the supermarket carpark. We just want something safe and reliable that won't break down when we're out at night. We like to drive something that's OK but in the scheme of things cars are not a big deal to us.
Unless of course you drive a Landrover Discovery that broke down in Ohakune at Easter and had to be shipped back to Wellington (leaving us stranded and at the mercy of extended family to come collect us). Unless of course said Landrover has cost in excess of $7k in repairs the past 12 months. (And that doesn't count the $10k of damage - insurance paid!- inflicted on it in a carpark.) Unless of course 10 years of driving Land Rovers and spending too much money fixing then has lost it's appeal. Then it becomes a big deal.
Fast forward to a couple of weeks back. Landrover is picked up from the Landrover mechanics ($95+GST per hour for labour - tell your kids to be a mechanic when they grow up) and the next day traded in for...after much consideration... a Ford Escape.
OK still a 4-wheel drive but 3 litres not 4. A V6 not a V8 engine (that's gotta be saving the earth a bit, right?). Ordinary petrol not the expensive stuff. A 5 seater not a 7. Silver (won't show the scratches like the green LandRover). I now drive a car not a truck. It's 18 months old and we are keeping it for a very long time.
I suspect DH might have written a very different post.