The New Wheels

When did we get so old and tragic that we suddenly became a house with two BMWs??!…

Answer: This week when the rather lovely new X1 came to live with us. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And all because this battered and broken old git can no longer slither seamlessly in and out of the poor low slung Mercedes…. Am feeling rather guilty that the Mojo-mobile is up for sale, but then again, needs must.

Have to say though, being able to step up slightly to get into the new car, and to slip down a touch when getting out if the car is just SO much easier… I truly am 47, middle aged and past it, oh dear – but so far am loving our new addition, whose name is Dexter, (because he is an X something) in case you were wondering.

Am almost a bit sad to be about to put my Mojo personal poncy plate on here as the one it came with is also perfect. Can anyone else see the words Large Vodka leaping out of the numberplate??!! Lovin' it.

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