Seems like the jump start kit last night used the last of Lou’s battery. I was nervous anyway when she bought the car as she had been sitting for a while. He would take it out once a week, the old owner, but only to the shops, and it doesn’t take long for a car battery to dip below too low, and after a while it just stops taking charge. I have rarely had a car where I haven’t had to change the battery at least once.
I tried to use a jump kit. I might have spent an hour nose to nose with jump leads but the space in front of her was full and I couldn’t park in the road. So… we rang the AA and got Tony.
Tony got it started reasonably quickly and taught me a little about battery connectors in the process. Then we drove to a car park and got a new battery put in. “So long as you do 2k miles a year it’s guaranteed for 5 years,” he told us. “So long as you do 2k a year,” he reiterated, three or four times. He knows this car has sat for a month. Batteries die easy. If you have a car you rarely use, go use it now. Prevention is better than cure. A car is a machine that begs to be used.
Once there was a new battery, Lou drove us to her workshop and back and it was fine. She’s passed her test. Now it’s just psychological.
I drove to Hastings and it is weird how nervous I am when all I have to do is look after two very chilled cats. One of them hasn’t come home and there were some kids making a dirt bike video outside and until I see Carlos I’m nervous about where he is. He’s usually a homebody in my experience, but last time I was here it was cold and rainy. Maybe he’s braver in summer.
Here’s Rajah:
Carlos is a greedy fucker though. He’ll surely be back for food. Rajah is the more independent, which is why I’m surprised no Carlos. I fed him as soon as I arrived. He knows I’m good for it.
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Here he is. He just came in jumped on the bed and said “”Ew”. Good. First night assembly. I can stop worrying and go to sleep in the woods. Cats. Cats. Cats.
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