I had to say goodbye to you, my trusty old Astra. You took me to Brighton and Wales, to Mersy Island and Hastings. You were the only vehicle to make it back from the Cornwall convoy without being involved in a crash on that fucking terrible journey on the A30. You sat in a muddy field in Cambridge for over a year and still ran with only a minimum of work. I crashed you a little bit on the Haringey ladder in the snow but were still cool and you didn't even airbag me. Unfortunately this ha all gone on a little too long I've had to retire you. Even then, as I was condemning you to the scrapheap you still netted me £130. You were pretty awesome really. Goodbye.
