The Next Step

The miraculous news is still settling in. I assume that at some point in the next few days I will unexpectedly begin leaping around and singing. Behold, the Beast, now certifiably road legal! I think that much of my excitement has already been expended on the delight...

The Golden Bin

This week I discovered what gazumping is and why one must fear it. We have, you see, embarked on the slow and arduous process of getting a foot onto the very lowest rung of the property ladder. The offer I mentioned on Sunday was accepted, and we have begun the...

Jabberwocky HQ

We have spent the last few days in the throws of one of life’s most celebrated torments: Househunting. A process that makes a roller-coaster of emotions look like a carousel of indifference. It started when we found Westlea Road. The house spoke to us, we loved...

It’s ALIVE

The glow plugs were indeed not working properly and the battery was, indeed, dead. The mechanics of Leamington (including the much hailed “returning tomorrow” of the previous post) had fought and fallen before the Beast, at times (I can only assume),...