Left a good job in the city

Last week half of the electrical stuff on the car stopped working intermittently, as did the speedometer. It’s amazing how quickly one adapts to a car that’s not functioning properly. I suppose that driving a 30 year old car all the time helps with coping with vehicular foibles, but I found myself quite quickly judging the speed using the rev counter, and checking to see if the fuel gauge was working before I tried to use the overdrive. You need your wits about you. Unfortunately, that and this blog is about the only time my wits get out these days.