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NSL Eat Your Heart Out
I've been thinking of living without a car for quite a while, but today I made it happen.It was the last day of my tax and MOT. I cancelled my insurance. I drove my lovely, aging convertible with its soft black leather seats into the breakers yard and took their cheque for £50.
One last lingering look, a loving pat of the bonnet, a whispered thank you for all the pleasure and faithful service it had given me, and I walked away without regret.
Yet more change and it feels good - until I need to get somewhere in a hurry in the rain!!
