Do you get attached to your car? Chris swapped his Land Rover Discovery for a new Jeep Cherokee yesterday and we were devastated to see the Landy go after 3 years of almost faultless service.
This has happened to us before. Before he got the Land Rover, Chris had another Jeep Cherokee (he has a fondness for Jeeps) and we hated to see that one go too. We’ve had other cars but somehow, they weren’t as characterful, if you know what I mean, and the fact that they were going didn’t affect us one bit.
Maybe it’s something to do with our appreciation of how hard these four-wheel-drive cars have worked for us – tugging 3 ton boats up and down the country without a whimper and never reaching their boot (trunk) capacity, no matter how many bags, dinghies, wetsuits, water skis and wakeboards we shoved into them.
Maybe it’s something to do with the fact that, when a young guy ran into the back of us in the middle of Llandudno town centre, we barely felt the impact and there was not a scratch to be seen anywhere on the Land Rover, despite the fact that the front of his mother’s car was completely crumpled (and she’d only just got it back from the body shop the day before from the last time he smashed it up).
Maybe it’s the fact that even on the iciest of mornings, if Chris needed to drive any particular distance, he could leave his van behind and take the Land Rover instead and I just knew that he would be safe and I wouldn’t have to worry half as much about him skidding on a patch of ice and having an accident.
Or maybe I’m just too sentimental. Whatever the reason, I couldn’t help feeling sad last night when I thought of the Landy, alone on a garage forecourt, waiting to be sold, with no-one to love and appreciate her. I just hope that whoever buys her loves her as much as we did!
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