I Couldn't Car Less

I can't... I can't even write this blog post well without feeling travel sick (at this point I am glad of slow moving traffic!). How can people read on buses! Thank goodness for audio books and music! Y ours, queasy.

Today I said goodbye to an old friend.  A friend I have had for seven years, who has got me from A to B, and even C & D on the odd occasion, too. Marvin T. Micra. After a lot of soul-searching, and wallet-searching, I came to the conclusion that given his recent check up at the doctors (read: MOT at the Garage) it was time to put the old boy out to pasture. For the first time in a long time I am without a car.  The last instance I can remember was 2006 on my return from travelling, where I borrowed my mum's Micra between returning from New Zealand, and the purchase of Sam the Seat (Yes, I name my cars...). These days I am within cycling distance from work, in fact it would take me the same time to cycle to work as it would to drive to a suitable (read: free) place to park and walk the remaining distance to the office.  I am on a good bus route where I live, and only a short hop to Birmingham New Street on the train, from which I can get to pretty much anywhere...