I caught our shiny new train and then a tram to Brunswick to see and photograph a sculpture at a shopping centre. I could not find it and distressingly Guggling informed me it had been stolen in 2024. Worth $60,000, I would guess it has been melted down for the bronze content. Nevertheless, I had never visited the Barkly Square shopping centre and it was interesting enough, being small and local.
I received the quote for car body repair and fainted. I remember discussing with Ray that given we hadn't made a car insurance claim for a couple of decades, we would reduce our premium by increasing the excess that must be paid before the claim to $2,200. The repair quote came in at $4,200 and possibly an extra $500 if the alignment wasn't right, whatever that means. However, pay cash and the cost will be discounted to $3,600. This is a large chain company, yet so ready to cheat on tax by receiving cash payment. SHEEsh. As is said, I am considering my options.
The roar of the fans goes on. Bone Doctor will stay tonight. Her mother with rapid onset MND, has deteriorated rapidly. She was transferred from her South Gippsland home to the Alfred Hospital. I will find out more when Bone Doctor arrives, and she has already stated she will need a stiffie. A strong drink she means, not as some of you thought. The disease is not treatable, so I expect the end is nigh.
Phyllis, Kosov and I are taking a road trip tomorrow, which is rather irresponsible by way of using up petrol when there is a shortage, thanks to Fuck Face #47. The trip will do a power of good for our mental health, and worth every cent of the inflated petrol price. Someone is making a lot of money out of the rise in fuel prices, but a definitive answer by experts seems to be impossible. I know someone knows.
For local tram nerds, in Sydney Road I saw a D1 pass by as I walked to the tram stop to travel home, against what Tram Tracker was telling me, I could see the headlights of a Z tram approaching. Well, this was rather convenient, a number 6 tram approaching in Sydney Road that will take me all the way home without changing. It was a diverted tram as something wrong must have happened on its normal route.
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Blimey .. the car repair bill does seem rather steep. Wise to consider your options.
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear about Bone Doctor's mother. I think a stiffie will definitely be needed.
With regard to who is making a fortune out of the oil price manipulation .. no prizes for guessing that one.
Fill up close to home on your return
ReplyDeleteOur government should reduce the fuel tax. They should prioritise the farmers There is not much fuel in country area it is becoming dire for some of them.
Bodywork is sooooo expensive for even what looks minor. And here it's often a month's wait for parts, moan, whine, whinge. Sympathy to you.
ReplyDeleteOuch on the repair estimate. :( I'm a bit disappointed in you for using the F bomb because I find crude insults juvenile while instantly shutting down dialogue (not that anyone is willing to have respectful disagreements these days). ~sigh~ I still adore you and wish you all the best.
ReplyDeleteAndrew, in hindsight (such a wonderful thing!) you should have changed your policy once you were letting the youngsters drive the car. You probably still could, going into the future.
ReplyDeleteMy own car has many little dings which have never been worth (to me) the excess to repair. A few have been caused by me but many others by other vehicles when the car has been parked somewhere.
I'm taking the last para re the tram as a respite from the moaning - the direct tram was a bonus, right? We need to take such moments of cheer, however modest, when they come our way. Enjoy your mental health road trip!