Two days before I left for Eketahuna, I visited a friend in Wellington Hospital. As I was reversing out from the parking space I hit the car parked beside me .....(pause for astounded oohhs and ahhhs and exclamations of "but you're such a good driver!" and "I don't believe it!" from my four readers)...
I leapt out of my car, as did the woman in the other car. We both peered at her car's back light and bumper.
Not a scratch. I guess it was because she was surely driving the army's latest tank. She would have needed a step ladder to even clamber up onto the front seat.
We peered at where my indicator light on my little Mazda should be. There was a big hole. My entire light fitting was on the road. It had been sheered away from the car.
I was just glad that it was my car and not hers. We parted amicably.
Without a working indicator light, I wouldn't be able to go on holiday. In panic I rushed to my panel beater (yeah, okay, I have a pet panel beater, so live with it), but he was closed for the Christmas/New Year holidays. I rushed to another one. Closed, as well. I rang up my garage guy. Closed.
I phoned my insurance people. "You'll be lucky to find anything open," the insurance woman said.
She told me that she was only at work under protest.
Wait a sec.... I'll ring Mazda.
I did. They sent me out to their parts shop in Petone. To get to Petone I had to drive a four lane highwaywithout a working right-hand indicator. Honestly, I'd rather have driven naked. I was so stressed out.
The Mazda parts guy fixed my light. I followed him into the shop,wallet at the ready.
"No charge," he said. "Have a nice holiday."
But I was no novice at this. I drew out a $10 note. "Here's some beer money," I said.
"No. No, it's okay."
"Coca-cola money?" I ventured.
He shook his head.
He grinned. He took my money.
Oh goodness, I am so professional at this tipping business.
I tripped over my laptop cord this afternoon and my computer crashed to the floor. I couldn't get it operating for a long time, but now it seems to be okay. If I'm missing for a time, you'll know I'm trying to get the laptop repaired.