I know - it's an old line, but recently I've wondered.
Thursday - Need snow tyres put on and swapped with the others.
Go to garage - "nae problem son" says somebody who looks younger than me.
But there is a problem, son! The alloy rim is cracked and it costs a years pocket money to replace.
But. There's a wee man round the corner does welding - so we jump in the car and the wee man hums and haws and girns (nae teeth in) - but aye, he can dae it.
Then I get my tyres on, and the bank balance falls disproportionately.
Friday - go to dentist to have a tooth seen to. A large chunk came off while chomping a chocolate covered Brazil nut.
Oops. Root not good, big filling not enough - root canal and a crown, but no guarantee either will work. See the X-Ray? Tooth condemned....
Oh, and the tooth next to it needs a large filling too.
Beginning to think I'd have been as well letting the tyre changing man deal with my molars as well.
One extraction later, and one large filling later, my bank balance falls again. Hard to say thank you without unseemly dribbling with a frozen face and a mouth which has been subjected to an archaeological dig.
Monday - 6.30am out at the car clearing ice. Driver's window down and up to clear condensation.
Except it goes down. And stays down!
A funny whirring sound mocks me at 6.40 am, in minus 4 degrees in Westhill, Aberdeenshire. Go on son, drive to glasgow with an open windae!
So along to the nice Honda people who take it to the workshop and yes, the motor is whirring nicely they agree, but to no effect sir, - it's knackered.
Book it in for Friday, when my bank balance will be further reduced.
Now just because I'm paranoid......