The Passing of the Piglet - Goodbye Peugeot 205

I know it is stupid to get sentimental about cars, but in scrapping my beloved 205 (Piglet) yesterday, it feels almost the same as if I have taken ol' Sheppy into the backyard and brought out the twelve bore. I have the unenviable task of finding a runaround (VW Polo, Seat or whatever) before resorting to car sharing with Hubby, who will be laid up for a few weeks and will be cranky enough as it is, lest I breathe on the steering wheel of his pride and joy.

I mentioned about the emotional attachment/car thing to my mechanic and I think it's because I first had the car when my folks were still alive. He replied with a resounding "Yes" and I KNOW he could identify with me on some level as he has an attachment to one of his cars for similar reasons.

We can't turn back time, but there are certain things we wish we could keep with us...

RIP Piglet :'(((

The Yellow Wallpaper - Day 1

After reading, note-taking and some academic essay-studying, I am about to start this assignment.  Interesting that CPG had an interest in Edgar Allan Poe - I will have to read his story The Black Cat, of which has a similar mad person narrating (but so did The Tell Tale Heart, as I recall - someone intellectually trying to justify their insanity).

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Managed to do a staggering 1,049 words and a further 2,000 plus of my running commentary of understanding. I am hoping to mesh some of it into the essay. We then went out for an Italian (rather than staying in and watching one - I taped Inspector Montalbano instead. Wonder if I would ever get into Scandi Noir in the same capacity?).