I was ranting the other day about how some inconsiderate (insert your own term of abuse here) had managed to put some dents down my nearside. Anyway, I took it to the body people today to get a quote, I show the guy the damage, he ums and ahhs a bit, then I ask if he can fill in a stonechip for me at the same time, and as we walk round I see there's now a dent in the drivers door as well, obviously caused by some careless **** opening their door. At this rate I might as well wait until it's a year old and then have the whole thing resprayed.

Oh well, rant over.

(made me feel better anyway)

Charlie.

 

This probably won't make you feel better, but your not alone mate. It's not a conspiracy, it happens to us all. (Well, me at least.)

My advice is spend more time behind the wheel. The smiles help you forget, and you think, well, things aren't that bad. Works for me.

 

Yeah, it's a good point SB.

It's just that y'know, first time I've been able to afford a brand new car, want to look after it and all that and it just seems like a losing battle.

But in the end of the day I am much more interested in how it goes than how it looks, so I don't lose too much sleep over cuts and scratches...

Charlie.