Exhibit 1: New dented bumper
Exhibit 2: Old dented bumper
And a closer look at exhibit 2:
Age of car: 2 weeks, location: parked. This is getting to be worse than the ol un
Can nobody in this city drive?
It's been a while since I blogged, so bear with the hasty regurgitation of bad puns:
An Indian soup in Athens?
Shorba the greek
Wine-making in Nasik, by someone who lived in New England?
Maratha's Vineyard
A tedious Afrikaaner who can't drive?
A crashing Boer
Update:
The Bollywood queen of haute couture?
Jaya Prada of course!
(from a contributor)
And to make the bumper situation clear: The car was bought. Parked. Hit. Bumper fixed. Parked. Hit.
Has someone placed pan masala and supari on the poor dear?
4 comments:
its ridiculous. you must park in my parking spot near my old place. really. or you could just rent my flat and have the spot too. what say?
kenny: we have moved (again!) and now we have a safe gated community type spot. but it really was ridiculous.
I don't think we could afford the rent on your flat. and if we move again, I will just descend into a well in the manner of a murakami character.
how has your move been?
move has been a nightmare. i am stil struggling a month later to set everything up. i dont now how on earth you managed to move so many times. :(
the key to a happy move is to shift from a smaller apartment that is under termite attack, to a larger one that has safe car parking and gets a pleasant lake breeze.
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