Frizz

There was a bit of excitement this morning… I’ve been hibernating at home for a few days, but I actually need some information I can’t get off the Internet. So I get dressed up in many, many layers and sit in my freezing cold car and start the engine, only its completely dead, which is odd because I did pop to the shops on Saturday and it was fine (or as fine as a 15 yr old car can be, with three not so careful owners and a recent lack of servicing). So S and I tried to jump start it; first of all S’s bonnet (hood) wouldn’t open, which was good to find out now, rather than during some emergency, which is what I said, trying to be reassuring or possibly just annoying. Then we tried Big R’s car. I’ve never had to jump start a car before, so I was reading the instructions, which basically did everything to try and put us off bothering, what with the mention of acid leaks, sparks and having to remove the battery vents. I thought you just attach the leads and hey presto the car starts, which was more or less what we did in the end, but the car didn’t start. Poo, to that.

I rang the RAC for a call out.

The guy was great; very calm and knowledgeable, actually ‘outstanding’, which was the highest mark I could give in the survey on his PDA. He found a new battery for me at the local store and I followed him down there in my car, which he got started without the battery? The only thing that wasn’t so great, was that he did try and get out of putting the battery in for me, but I just thought I would rather he did it than the guy at the store and the call centre had said he would be able to, so I persisted, but I don’t think I should have needed to. Once in, the car started like a dream, it doesn’t mean it is, cos it certainly isn’t, but it works again, which is a relief.

Message to self – I do need to look for a new car!!!!!