Farewell!

It looks like me and the JollyGreenTrundleyTractor will part company this Friday. Barring the usual kind of last minute hitches (paperwork problems, delivery issues, acts of God/Parliament, etc), I will pick up my new chariot, which from a distance looks like a piece of black onyx.

I became a little bit misty-eyed earlier, wondering why there isn't a place where I can set my old car free - out to pasture, free to roam. But of course, it's an object - and the only thing I can think of is stock car racing. That's asking a bit too much, as it needs a new turbo, a new clutch and the suspension is making knocking/thunking sounds - new bushes are cheap, but the labour is not. Still a smooth drive...I think i'm gonna cry-