The car I owned with Lee (a Datsun Sunny station wagon) was called The Sunny. The van I owned with Carol (a 1300 Mazda van) was called The Vardo (Rom for 'Van') and the car I owned for 10 years (a Nissan Pintara station wagon) was fully called The Kushti Rauni (Rom for 'Good Lady") or more commonly just The Rauni.
If and when I get my postie bike, I'm not sure what I might call it.
They came...
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...and took it away!
Turns out they were friends of the people at the end of the street and saw it on the way home. It obviously pays to take a chance, and I am so so so so so so relieved that it's gone (might mow the front lawn later today)! 
Um, this is weird. Someone came along and just bought my car for $50.
I had some idea of selling it via eBay for $500, or maybe putting it in the classifieds, but all of that was complicated, would require an initial investment and be uncertain of success. Now maybe they're going to sell it for $500 (or whatever) to someone else but...
...I don't care. I just want it gone. And it will be soon (as soon as he comes back with a car float). 
I brought the Rauni home yesterday.
I gave up trying to get a permit to surreptitiously drive her home. I phoned around, and found a company that would tow her for a flat $60 (15 km, or $4/km). I might have got it cheaper, but that seemed reasonable.
The first thing I did was check the car. She seemed alright, and fairly clean after two days of heavy rain. I also found a missing battery for my mobile on the floor of the driver's side, so I was able to phone the company directly. Rather than have the car towed straight away (it was 1pm) I arranged for her to be towed a 4pm. Then I went to Stocklands in Jesmond, and later Wallsend Plaza, and did some pet food and other shopping, stowing the stuff in the car. It all got towed home together.
I also had lunch at Henny Penny, which was the least I could do considering that my car'd been parked in their car park for the last 8 days. I also introduced myself as the owner of the car and said that it would be removed at 4pm. They seemed relieved that I'd finally made an appearance. They also seemed puzzled, saying that the policeman who'd removed the plates had said that it hadn't been reported stolen. I was too embarrassed to tell the truth, so I lied. I told them that I'd been fixing it up for sale, and that my nephew had taken it for a joy ride. They accepted that entirely.
But I can't lie to myself. I fucked up due to my own actions, and have to accept responsibility for that. On the way home, sitting in the drivers cab of the truck, I felt initially relieved to get the Rauni moved, but as we crossed the bridge in Barnsley I felt very very sad.
It finally happened - I drove my unregistered car out on the streets, and got pulled over by the police.
Bottom line is, I took a risk and got caught out, and now (they're sending out infringement notices) I will pay the price (probably literally).
Well, I knew that if I kept using the car one of three things would happen (accident / breakdown / police), and it did. I guess the temptation to use it "just one more time" was too much. Either way, now I bear the consequences of my actions, and though I'm not very happy about it (and nobody better dare saying "I told you so") I have to accept that. No one forced me to drive the car - I did so because it was an easy option to do so, rather than let it go and/or save up for repairs.
The least I'll get will be a fine - I guess there goes this years "advance" from Centrelink (last year's went on paying panel beating costs on an accident I don't remember). However, now I have an additional problem, of having the car stuck in Wallsend at in the Henny Penny car park. Don't know what to do about that. Kevin suggested that I just call a wreckers and give her to them. Not keen on that, and as I don't know of anyone who'd tow the car for me (and am uncertain about paying someone to tow it) I don't know what to do.
Suggestions anyone?
Oh, what a long long day.
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Now here's the thing. After temporary losing my keys at Second Life last year, I made copies of both car and house keys. My car's still at Glendale and I could (tomorrow, too late for a bus) go and get it. But I'm also going down to Sydney tomorrow, before going to Wake the Dead tomorrow night. I have been looking forward to that, and that's one reason I got my hair done.
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fiery_ichor is driving down to Sydney and I was going with her anyway. She'll be here at 1pm, and I'm very tempted to just let the car sit there until Sunday afternoon/Monday morning. I need a break, and the car can wait until then.
After Friday I stayed home as much as I could. I stayed off the net, other than checking for some emails I was expecting. Didn't go out until Wednesday. Not been feeling happy, not been feeling particularly sane.
I had to go to uni this day, so I planned to do other things on the way. Only one problem, my car wouldn't start. I phoned the NMRA and the repair guy came out and got it going again (I think mostly, the battery was flat). But he also noticed all the smoke due to the cracked head, pointed out the obvious (too much smoke + too little power when only 3 cylinders going) and also said that if I wasn't careful, I'd be pulled over by the RTA and have a defect notice placed on the car, and also be fined $200!
Just what I was worried about, and it seems that lack of water leaking is no indication one way or another. He advised me not to drive it on the road. But I had no option, and ten minutes later I drove past his parked car, while he was filling out forms. Hmmm.
I got away, and did all the tasks except get to the uni Honours Seminars (which was why I was going there in the first place). Oh well. But, I got: dog bones for Pegasus; my license renewed; bought pet food; paid some bills; and did a "library run". I also finally got through to a local health service to get an appointment with a dietician; and got through to my endocrinologist's secretary. I needed a referral so I got an appointment with my GP on Friday.
Didn't get home until 10pm, as I was in the Huxley Library doing web searches.
Drove to Teralba and caught the train into town. I had one appointment for tarot readings - the first in six weeks. Liz suggested that I drop back to fortnightly. I've agreed for now, but lack the resources right now to advertise.
But I also had a big sinus headache for most of the day. I felt "shaky" and ready to drop. In fact I'm glad I only had one reading. Kept taking generic aspirin for it, and went to bed early. Not before playing with DOGA - a 3D graphics program. I made models of the spaceships in "Future Imperfect". Very pleased with that.
I'm supposed to go to a "TAFE Alumni" luncheon today (and maybe a Hunter Apana committee meeting afterwards) but I'm not at all up to either. Still feeling down with this flu.
I've emailed Sharon about getting a lift to the luncheon (she only lives a suburb away) but don't know if she's going, or will get the e-mail in time. Not really happy about driving my car on the roads today (didn't go out at all, yesterday) - we're both a bit sick!
Make a WishHmmm. I guess I shouldn't panic. Maybe this is the "least of the evils". Suggestions, anyone?
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