A car, at last

Happy son!  He’s been without a car, living in London, for several years. But today he found one he liked and that he could afford – now that he lives near the Clyde.

It fits his view of himself, is relatively sensible, but has a bit of performance and suits the sort of road conditions that he will encounter in God’s country. I didn’t mention that he’d have to go electric (or something) before too long …

I’m very happy for him; at last a machine to feel good in.