Or a way of life?
Personally, I think it is all to do with your outlook on life (or should that be outluck?). Let me explain.
Today I suffered a second car breakdown in less than two weeks. Unlucky you might say, even more unlucky is the same fault has happened twice now, even after the four hundred pound repair bill I had after the first one. Two weeks ago in northern France, my alternator developed a fault – I managed to get the car onto the Chunnel and off the other side when the alternator failed completely. Using all of my ingenuity I limped the car another 50 miles or so to Clacket Lane Services on the M25 and called the break down services.
Yesterday, while heading to Stanstead Airport in the very small hours, the alternator failed again but completely. I managed the next 20 miles to the airport and left it there to get on my plane. Today when I returned I was all set to limp the car back to Rugby but because of the cold cold weather, the battery had suffered overnight and did not have enough juice to run the engine above 2000rpm – so I pulled into Bishops Stortford services and called the break down guys again.
Out they came, diagnosed a faulty alternator (after I had already told them so) and then started to arrange recovery. I explained that last time it took them 5 hours to pick me up and I was keen not to wait that long. The very nice man checked my membership and told me ‘ you have relay plus on this car’. What does that mean I asked? He took me back to the airport and put me in a hire car so I could continue on my way while they transport the car through the night.
So – two almost identical breakdowns but I still think I am lucky. Why? Because I only bought the breakdown programme 2 days before my first breakdown – it sure has paid for itself now.
Better still, I won 2 quid on an easyjet scratch card on the plane – after telling the stewardess I was feeling lucky. Tonight, I also bought a lottery ticket !
Did you ever hear the joke about lucky eddie ?
Hit a severe panic a couple of days ago. Checking my scuba gear for monday’s trip to Costa Rica and noticed I was missing my regulator and dive computer. I have to admit, pure panic set in. 1400 dollars to replace it but even more important was the complete lack of time to do so. I turned Dean’s house and garage upside down, pestered the Missus to check all areas at her place, called Divers Cape in Portugal to see if i had left it there and lastly asked my friends in Portugal to check the apartment that I rented.
At 10pm on wednesday evening, a text came in from Portugal – they had found it, it had been in the shop all along – so I frantically booked a flight to go and pick it up, hence my trip to Stanstead Airport in the wee hours of Thursday morning. Now, I am very relieved to say that I have everything I need for my Costa Rica trip and I may even be getting a little excited about it. Chris from Divers Cape showed me the best places to dive there and we also checked out some of the hot surf spots so I am finally ready. the big question is – do I refresh the mohawk tomorrow at the barbers? I may not have a functioning car but right now, I couldn’t give a toss.
Now, it wouldn’t be a blog without having a moan about something would it?
Knowing my impending doom this afternoon while trying to leave the car park with a battery low on power, I spotted a car park employee in a van. He was of course the only person in and around a freezing mid term car park at Stanstead on a Friday afternoon. I asked if I could hook up my jump leads to his van to boost the battery on my car so I had a fighting chance of heading home – his response – ‘can’t do it – liability issues’! Fear of liability stops people helping each other – what a crock of shit.
Still, on a lighter note – I am much more. In fact more than 2 stones lighter. For my american chums thats about 30 lbs to you munchers.
But enough – Costa Rica is calling and I have my Go Pro Hero camera and my super duper Cannon on stand by