At the Carwash

I am at the carwash.

I am getting my new car polished. It is not a great day for this as it looks like it is going to rain, but you never do know. Nevertheless, the vehicle needed the dust removed. It also needed some love within the interior, at least a wipe down to remove fingerprints.

A polished car is a lovely thing to behold. I like cars, they are self-contained worlds, interesting in shape and form and also colour. A well chosen one satisfies this description, in any case.

My car is blue. It is a BMW. I like my car.

It is not too big, unlike my older BMW, which was black. Black is a poor colour for cars. It looks great when the vehicle is newly polished, but it looks dusty ten minutes later.

This is my second blue BMW. The first was a sedan, a 2015 model 3 Series. I now have a much smaller hatchback. In fact, it is a 1 Series hatch, a 128ti. I like the design of BMWs.

I contemplated buying an electric car but I could not find one that suited my needs and my budget. My next vehicle may be electric. My 1 Series has a petrol-powered internal combustion engine that is small and powerful. This is a perfected, polluting technology.

My car is a delight to drive, and I can take it out into the country without worrying about the slow charging needed to get home again.

In two weeks I need to visit Warragul to pick up my new puppy, who will be named Bunty. I am impatient for this. A day trip and a puppy arrival in the same event - what fun.

It is now raining steadily. My car wash outing has come to an end.