Spotted an advert for a car I liked and, on a whim went to see it this morning - still aware that the Volvo is probably not roadworthy. Liked it, sorted all insurance stuff etc and bought it. It's the right thing to do, it's a bit of a grown-ups car, a people carrier, but it's what I need for my drums at the moment.
The Volvo went back to the garage who sold it to me, they're giving me £100 for it. I paid them £300 for it 30,000 miles ago. Felt weirdly emotional dropping it off...it's a car I bought when I was at probably my lowest financial point and it got me through, I'll be forever grateful for what it's done for me. This year has been weird; meeting a girl, moving in with her to her nice house and plotting a future together, my drum teaching business really taking off...changing car to something that doesn't leak fuel and is just a bit, well, not as quirky (the Volvo was often described as being my 'Del Boy van' by some friends) and is just more progress. I mean, I'm about to buy flights to Germany for a "winter break"...I've changed, I know I have. I think it's for the better.
Taught a lovely drum lesson, and then had a shambolic jazz rehearsal - they were all pissed/stoned when I turned up. We have a gig next week, could go either way.
Evening with A, went to a murder mystery night with Ali, Rob et al - lovely people, great fun, great food, great drink and I was the murderer. Really top notch.
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