Alas poor Munkymobile
Sep. 25th, 2010 06:18 pmA dashboard without a radio looks like a face that's just lost a tooth.
I'm getting itchy from being so de-powered since the van went permanently off-road at its MOT last week. I can't dash off to rescue friends, run a bunch of bikes somewhere, or go to the beach for a swim or a surf or a paddle, or do anything ad hoc. It's not the doing as much as the capacity to be doing that is vexing me: phantom driver ache.
Bus timetables appear to be lies, which doesn't help even if the main thing I'm missing is a chunk of my usefulness. Part of me wants to get a heavy bike trailer.
Bah. Ebay ho! There must and shall be a new Munkymobile. Possibly with Misery Machine graphics.
I'm getting itchy from being so de-powered since the van went permanently off-road at its MOT last week. I can't dash off to rescue friends, run a bunch of bikes somewhere, or go to the beach for a swim or a surf or a paddle, or do anything ad hoc. It's not the doing as much as the capacity to be doing that is vexing me: phantom driver ache.
Bus timetables appear to be lies, which doesn't help even if the main thing I'm missing is a chunk of my usefulness. Part of me wants to get a heavy bike trailer.
Bah. Ebay ho! There must and shall be a new Munkymobile. Possibly with Misery Machine graphics.
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Date: 2010-09-29 08:00 am (UTC)(Anecdotage: Back in the day, I was looking for a van and my ex-RAF brother said "ex-RAF ambulances, cheap" -- I jumped, but alas, they were regular Bedford civilian ambulances that had served on base. Still bought one, and it was a terrifying shed.)
I looked into car clubs and there isn't one for my town. It's in the pipeline, with pressure from the local hippies to which I've added my name.