Driving

Driving day 27 — homeward bound, the return home

Well, I’m home-home! My home — the place where I live. Not where my parents live. I call that home, too. It can get all very confusing. 180-something miles. 3 and a bit hours. It flew by. Bertie’s oil warning kept warning me and then not warning me, fickle shit — I got an experienced driver to […]

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Driving

Driving day 24 — homeward bound

From the sunny southern coast of England to the drizzly southern valleys of Wales — it took a little longer than advertised but I made it! I’m at my father’s. Going to my mother’s tomorrow. The drive was going great until a mile before the Membury Services, M4. I was feeling out the name of […]

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Driving

Driving days 2 & 3 — heading to work

Instantly, having a car seems so natural, so helpful, so always been. All those years of not having a car seem so alien. It’s been barely 55 hours since buying my car and it’s like decades have gone by already. All those years of foot travel now obscured by the haze of the past. Before […]

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