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Tuesday I get the Vauxhall which meant yesterday was spent (in part) loading up the Fiat to go into storage. I swear it's expression has changed. Up until now the front end of the Multipla looked cheerful, even anticipatory, now it looks hurt and disappointed. It's like Toy Story, when toys go away because their owners don't want them any more. It's like he was saying "you promised - you promised we would go to shows together and I would drive again." I can't look him in the headlights.
Do you think I am ill?
Do you think I am ill?