If it’s fight or flight, I am in the mood for fighting!
As regular readers will know, 2019 has been testing me from day one. Illness and death and ‘other challenges’ have been a constant and today I encountered yet another ‘challenge’; our car (we only have one in our household just now) broke down. Seriously broke down…
The day had started well, I joined a group of fellow runners at 9am on a trail run around my beautiful Tardebigge. I refer to Tardebigge as mine because when we were experiencing the ‘boating’ part of our adventure, Tardebigge was our home mooring.
I spent many, many hours walking around the area with Rosie (now deceased) and Martha. Tom and I made friends with the other livaboards, and I especially enjoyed the unique environment of the canal.
On the drive back from my run I noticed the oil-light was on. Within seconds I heard a sort of whirring noise. For some reason (I am not one bit mechanically minded) I grabbed my phone and set it to video – so that when home I could play the sound to my OH, and to the local garage if Tom deemed it necessary to take the car to them to investigate.
Around 3 minutes later I had a shock: the car lost all power – brakes and steering. Being on a road which skirts around a few housing estates, the traffic travels fairly fast (apart from the stretch with a speed camera), so I made a snap decision to coast into a side road and bump up the kerb; it would be safer than being stuck on the bend of the main road, I hoped!
Several people – including a lady that I sometimes run with (J) – stopped to ask if I was OK and I totally understood why: from the position of the car, with the rear sticking out into the road and the front end up on the verge, it looked as though I might have crashed or lost control of the car.
To cut a long story short, my OH borrowed our son’s Landrover Defender and towed me home. Not an experience I enjoyed. Tom had said, ‘Watch the towing-belt and make sure you keep it taut’, easier said than done, especially when you have almost zero steering and zero braking power.
Now, this incident is not the worst thing that can happen to a person, (and is nothing compared to what some of my closest friends and family are going through right now) but the experience caused me to think, ‘What else can go wrong?’ My reply to myself was, ‘Whatever is causing life to be sad and stressful just now is not going to beat me, I will fight through it and force good things and happier times to surface’.
I do have reservations about the cost of fixing the car so it may be we have to buy a new one. Oh, the joy! I am not remotely interested in cars – other than I need a vehicle to get me from A-B – so I’ll be most annoyed if we have to start looking for another. I will happily spend my money on home furnishings (I get pleasure out of my home – whether that be a house a boat or a caravan), socialising and ‘stuff’ but cars are simply a necessary expensive evil to me!