There is something about
an open car, on an open road, with an open throttle, that really appeals.
However, I would not go as far as the old song
- “Never mind the weather, never
mind the rain”.
I’m not one of those who
get precious about their car being rained upon, but, as they say, any fool can
be uncomfortable — and wet.
Mind you there are times when one is
unfortunately caught out. On a lovely
sunny day a rain cloud appears from nowhere and there is a sudden deluge. In
such cases one must resort to the stiff upper lip and the bailing can, but don’t
ask me what the etiquette is reference which side of the car it should be
emptied!
At the other extreme, the sun can do a
great deal of damage. In spite of liberal applications of ‘Factor 15’, my nose
suffered greatly the other week on a 150 mile jaunt in bright sunshine. Do not
concern yourself dear reader, all is now back to normal (until the next time!).
The solution, obvious to some, is probably illegal to others – an umbrella?
Poop. Poop.
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