When will the car be fixed?
It’s funny how characters can reflect real life at times. I’m sure it’s all tied up in the writer’s subconscious and can be explained away by anyone who ever looked at a psychology book. But only the writer’s mind turns that into stories.
Since moving house, and changing country too… Wales is a different country, with a different culture and different life. It may all be part of the UK, but England and Wales are different countries…. Anyway, since moving, I’ve not done as much driving, and the driving I do is slower. Purely because the speed limits are lower, the roads calmer, so I travel at a slower pace to get where I’m going. And the car has had some issues. I’ve been focused on home, painting, hanging wallpaper, sorting out furniture.
Sage has been silent. She prefers me to be on the move, at speed, comfortable and at home in my car, and then she speaks. Until the other day, Sage has stayed away from my mind and Lily has been to the fore.
Then, last week, on my way out to go shopping, my car went bang. Literally, there was a loud Bang as I was pulling off my drive and then the most horrendous noise.
Sage stormed off in disgust.
It turned out to be easy to fix and while that was being done, I had a chat with the mechanic about a more technical issue. His face lit up, “Oh my mate had one of those [car like mine] and he had that problem. I know exactly what that is.”
Sage woke up. The car’s getting fixed? More driving? Can we go to the beach?
Kate shook her head at me, and at Sage, smiled indulgently and wandered off, refusing to even think about the interview I want to do with her.
That’s the way it goes some days.
Hi Sage, the car is booked in for Tuesday and next weekend is a bank holiday. I think the beach is definitely on the agenda. As long as it’s not raining.
