On the way home tonight an idea came into my head which I have turned into a little verse entitled:
"Did you buy your car new?"
To people who look at my car I explain as best I can
That my car is really quite old – in fact it is veteran
But after a moment of shock I look at them and can see
They think that the term veteran also applies well to me
It has been quite often confirmed that what I’m saying is true
Because so many will ask “so tell did you buy this car new?”
My rebuttal I really can’t tell – but I can give a little hint
Its possible I’d be arrested if ever I put it in print
I was remembering a little unplanned stop on the Bathurst rally and used it as the basis for a poem.
FAILURE TO PROCEED
We’re out in our vet on a glorious day
Our little car’s humming as it makes its way
On country roads it’s just rolling along
The engine is humming like it’s singing a song
Then all of a sudden our speed is decreasing
I guess that makes sense ‘cos the humming is ceasing
I look for and find a good spot to park
Are we out of fuel or devoid of spark
Has a wire com loose or something like that
I’m pretty sure that the battery ain’t flat
My wife wants to know how long to repair
Did I bring tools and also a spare
I pluck up some courage “Excuse me my dear
Please give me some quiet so I can think clear”
I find the fault quickly – we are both shocked
The final fuel filter is pretty much blocked
“I’ll bypass the filter – we’ll be on our way soon”
I am smiling again and humming a tune
To which she replies in a superior air
“I’ve told you before you should carry a spare!”
I know in my heart that of course she is right
Although at that moment I am far from contrite
My fellow vet owners I bid you take heed
We didn’t break down we just failed to proceed.