The car has been on Gumtree and Caresales Online for a few weeks. Had a few bites, mostly some nutters thinking I will give it away. Probably car dealers trying it on. Anyway an Egyptian guy from Blacktown called yesterday and came to view the car with his wife who didn’t seem to speak much english, but was muttering things in Egyptian as she paced round the car.
We went for a test drive and I sat nervously in the passenger seat as the Egyptian bus driver from Blacktown kangarooed out of the garage. I think the foot he used for the brake had no feeling the way he slammed it down and he seem blind to the white line in the centre of the road. His wife sat in the back occasionally muttering something in Egyptian. I suspect along the lines of her general comfort. If she wasn’t the size of Manhattan it may have helped.
He had the nerve to later say he thought it wasn’t the smooth journey he expected and a Corolla he once had was better. I suggested it may have been his driving and he laughed.
In fact he had a good sense of humour and I liked him, especially because he bought the car. Apparently I had to give him a good deal as it transpires unbeknown to me that we are brothers! Really? It is true that Dad did a stint in the Middle East and Africa during his army days, but I didn’t recognise any resemblance other than his natural sense to play poor me and strike a deal. I met him today at Green Square station to hand over the car. The sun eventually came out this afternoon and I took a photo of the car. It was looking good. It was a good car and a nice drive. Shame it had to go. I sat in the car and the Bus Driver asked me to close the door as I counted my money and he filled out the forms.
Another transaction completed.
This week we sold the sofa bed, the storage bed, an ottoman and the car.
Until next time … 🌍