So, it's been a nuts day. Painter arrived first thing to deal with the damage from a leak we had a while back. However, unlike we'd been told, he wasn't going to just touch up the damaged area over the kitchen table, he was going to paint the entire ceiling of the kitchen and lounge area. So much moving of crap had to take place in a very short space of time. That knocked me around a fair bit.

Then I had to take my car down to the mechanic's for roadworthy looksee and a major service. And brain-damaged cripple-old-man had to walk an hour to get home. Think that didn't take a toll?

And I've just had a call from the mechanic... He doesn't think the car can possibly pass ACT standards to get a roadworthy. We were warned about this before we moved up here - ACT regs on cars are exceptionally strict, way harder than the regs in the various states - so even with tonnes of work done to it, it may be impossible to get it to pass a roadworthy here. The mechanic suggested I try to keep it registered in Victoria, that way I bypass the problem.

Of course, it causes other issues, and opens a can of worms if I have an accident.

I love my old car, as anyone who has read my 100 Days Post on The Belwood would know. I've been driving it... well, bits of it... on and off... for twenty years. It is a large part of my identity, my past - droving, my dad, etc.

At the same time it's just a car.

So, do we throw money at it and hope to get it to a point where the ACT would let me have it registered here? If so, how much do we spend before it's a case of diminishing returns? And what if we spend the money and it still won't pass muster? Do we simply leave it registered in Victoria? With all the potential for problems down the track? Do we get rid of it (could possibly get between $1500 and $2500 for it, depending on buyer) and purchase another car? I could look for a similar one, but unless I find one already in the ACT, and roadworthy, I'm likely to strike the same problem. We would only ever be likely to buy a second hand car of any type, old or new, and even with a roadworthy and a check-out you don't know what you're going to get. So do we buy a new car that may be reliable, would likely be more environmentally friendly, but also may not be any of these things?

I love my car, I get happy just walking out and seeing the damned thing on the street. I love that it's been driven by people who I love, admire, and who are important to me. I enjoy driving it, even if it's just down the road.

The biggest problem is, my car, rough though it is, works. It can run when it's low on oil, it's still not too hard to get parts for, and it can be fixed by any mechanic around, without the need for a computer or specialised parts. Plus, it's a tough old thing, it's literally done thousands of kilometres on dirt tracks and corrugated roads. It's been through potholes that drove my head down through my pelvis. Other cars hit it and they get dented.

It makes me feel, in some small way, like I'm still out and about droving with my dad.

But it's still just a car.

There's a point where I have to be practical, and this may well be it.

From: [identity profile] tikiwanderer.livejournal.com


This may be the point where you have to be practical, but you've spent years being unpractical about that car. How many years did you wait to get it back on the road in Vic?

I vote keep the car. It's too you. Spend some of this dead time you have now learning car mechanics, take over the driveway and shed space and annoy Sharon by doing the Aussie male thing and spending every spare minute working on the car so that if she wants to find you, she has to bend down under the car and fish you out on your skateboard. Make sure she's wearing a short skirt at the time. And once you've buggerised around with the engine as much as you can, start adding Dalekanium panels to the doors.

If you need an address to keep it registered in Vic, you're always welcome to use mine (though I know you have two of your own to play with as well). That way you get to keep the Type 40 plates as well...

From: [identity profile] dalekboy.livejournal.com


As I walked the hour back to the mechanic's today, I thought "My life is my art - my middle name is Danger, I jump around naked on the Nullarbor, I'm in the phonebook under Bastard, I dress as Father Christmas, I drive a Belwood..." I am a man of many parts, and the car is one of those parts. I can live without it. I can also live without my wedding tackle, but I don't wish to.

I may take you up on your offer of the address, or ask Saron's dad, or Richard. Thank you.
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