



So on Monday afternoon they called me from the garage and told me that they had found an oil leak and wondered if I wanted to get it fixed now or later. I said now and they said good, You can get Your car on Tuesday after 1pm. No problems for me, I just called my work place and told them what had happened and they never complain when things like that happens.




So I start walking at 11:30 to catch the bus that goes to FalkΓΆping at 12:39. Apparently my spine is a bit inflamed which I didn’t know, so after a while it squeesed some nerves that goes all the way down my leg and the walk is 45 minutes long in a good day, yesterday wasn’t a good day at all and I limped badly the last meters to the bus stop but I did make it. After that it’s a fifteen (in a good day) minute walk uphill to the garage. I did reach it after 35 minutes, limping even more bad π π π I open the door and they guy sitting there says we didn’t get that spare part this morning π π π




We will however get it this afternoon. At that moment I actually wondered if it was worth going to jail for the rest of my life after killing him for not giving me a call at all to tell me that π π π I think he could feel that so then he said But we have a car You can borrow. It’s really good to drive but You mustn’t remove the ignition key when You’ve stopped. I so wish I had asked why I couldn’t do that because every time I had stopped the car I really, really wanted to pull out that key to see what would happen π π π No problem at work really and absolutely no problems here at home since people can’t find this place even with a map or a GPS π But I wanted to stop by the store on my way home and some people in that village wouldn’t think for a second before that had stolen that car, a small Renault by the way.




So every time I left the car I just placed my fleece jacket over the steering wheel so that no one could see the key sitting there. So I had the car until this afternoon when I finally could get my own car back. I must say that the little Renault was quite nice to drive but the seat was so hard that my back started to act up again. I’m glad that I finally understood how the fan and heating worked because we had frost again this morning. The rest of the day has been really nice though, lots of sunshine and warmer winds. I could have the door open to the painting box as well. Another good thing is that my work friend has come back from his paternity leave. Both because I’ve missed him but also because I finally don’t have to do his job π π π I’ll still go through all the nozzles in the big washing machine every Friday morning because he can’t leave his little boy at the day care center so early in the morning. I like that part a lot because that means I’ll still have my going home early Fridays π π




Besides this nothing much else has happened. I haven’t worked much this week but I still feel that tomorrow can’t come fast enough π π If everything goes as planned I’ll start removing grass on the spots I’m planing on having my vegetable patch and also my potato patch.




Have a great day!




It’s too bad that the repair shop didn’t call to let you know the part had not come in yet before you limped there, Christer. I did enjoy the photo tour in this post and the previous one and already know that you rarely include any people in your town photos, otherwise I would have thought no one lived there. Glad the loaner car worked out OK although not being able to take the ignition key out did seem strange. Did you ever find out why?
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Hi Beatrice!
Well since I could borrow a car I didn’t mind that much.
There’s so much problem to avoid getting people in those photos π π π
No I never found out π π π
Have a great day!
Christer.
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Christer,
What a lovely stroll thru your town.
Thanks!
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Hi T and welcome to my blog!
I always bring my camera when I leave my car at the garage and I go to the garage quite often so there’ll be more photos in the future π π
Have a great day and welco0me back!
Christer.
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