I'm gonna miss that little car, I've had so many adventures in it - 9 years, so many tours, 8 Edinburgh Fringes, 3 different girlfriends, 2 funerals, countless gigs, 2 sitcoms, 1 film, quite a few speeding tickets.
Today I spent all day waiting for the garage to turn up to take it away, whilst generally getting quite flustered about...everything. How am I going to fund both a new car, and a tour? Everything is falling apart, completely, totally. Mostly because I live in the middle of nowhere, with one bus every 3 days or something.
Mechanics turned up, didn't have the right tow bar to take it away, will come back tomorrow.
I sat, drank beer, and worked on a script before going to bed, really fucking grumpy.
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