h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

You can't go far wrong with a BMW!
And very sensible of you to know your own mind.

If it changes again, don't worry about it because
you are processing a lot information and buying
cars is a very emotional decision.
Let me know how you make out.
Good luck and take care.

~jwf~

BTW: I looked at 1967 Jaguar 420 today and I'm in love.
God help me!

e-type jag

or the new

Growler

Well I'm well fixed on the thing I'm getting now. I just need to get well though

I know I said this thread was about cars from now on..but this is about the car inside myself.

Thank you jwf for always making me feel good about myself..and accepting my passionate nature that blows around a bit like stormy weather.

I know you understand about stuff like that.

We had a few problems until you discovered I lost my marbles.

But I consider you a true friend here..and am so glad you're around. You poet you

~j~

You're such a creative person. I hope more come here.

And that can be in so many ways. All kinds of language stuff like you do..different ways of thinking that people challenge themselves on..or paintings like anhaga..or me who does a bit of everything..(the fox knows many small things )

Although I'm better than I was, I'm starting to worry whether I'll ever be up to driving again. I couldn't imagine it at present. I can't even manage to construct this basic thing called a 'SAS tunnel' for outdoor sleeping.

But BMW keep leaving me phone messages now and sending me letters. Little do they know how futile that is. But I'll still dream of that particular car I want.

And I've still got some type of car inside me...a pretty useless one..it maybe a Morris Minor now

Your current episode of disorderly feelings and thoughts
seems to have coincided with the loss of your last car.

I'm not sure how the clamping and seizure process works
but it sounds a bit draconian for authorities to just
grab and take your car. Do they ever try to contact you
or offer to release it back to you? Or does it just dis-
appear like a bag of marbles, spirited away in the night.

It does sound like a situation where you are left feeling
robbed and violated. Not really what you need to experience.

May I suggest that instead of imagining any car of any sort
being inside you, try remembering what it was like to drive
and sit in your old Golf. Then slowly, slowly let that go.

Try to remember getting out of the car and walking away.
Let it go. And let that willingness replace the insidious
feeling of being robbed of your wheels.

The image of you hiding out in an SAS tunnel is somewhat scary.
In Freudian terms it seems an attempt to return to the womb.
Perhaps the Golf was the womb you feel torn from.


~jwf~

I had a lot of mixed feelings about that mark 3 golf because it was a car that myself and a former partner and her child used to go places in. She even made these brilliant zebra patterned cushions to go in the back seat.

I started only using it for the bloody supermarket.

I wanted it to disappear. But I wan't up to trading it in. Letting them clamp it and take it away..seemed almost revoltionary. I mean who does that?

Today walking to the local shop it was so unbearable seeing everyone driving around.

And I can't even look at my SAS tunnel properly or take photos of it like anhaga suggested of its pockets..which are so small and fiddly anyway will be difficult..

My inner car has now turned into a homemade go cart. And a pretty useless one at that. like the wheels all go in different directions at once. It's getting completely random where it goes..

I had one of them but the wheels fell off
and they had to shoot it!


I thought I had asked you about the SAS tunnel.
But I don't see my post. Must have imagined it.

I confess it's a mystery to me. I have no idea.
The SAS is a one of those elite military squads innit?
I have this notion that an SAS tunnel must be some sort
of trench thingy with a camo canvas covering. Is that it?


~jwf~

Yes they are the Special Air Service. And full of myth for us Brits as the thing that will always protect us.

Although units are sent abroad. One is always kept at home at all times.

Enough of that.

It is quite funny that this useless heap in my kitchen is waiting to be transformed into an elite tunnel for my sleeping out project over autumn and winter.

I'm promising myself to confront it again tomorrow to let it realise itself..

I'll do a link to some images when its made.

It's some sort of emergency bivouac then?
A pup tent?
Some sort of sniper/observation slit-trench under camo?


~jwf~

It's a small tunnel but you head is outside it and yes the SAS one has pretty army camouflage patterning on it.

A woman from the company sent me an email trying to explain how to make it and said it takes her 20 minutes..but she's not as strong as an SAS soldier who will do it much quicker..

It's still a go cart..but it's started going a bit where I want it to now.

Tunnel made..well needs guy ropes and pegs which will arrive in a bout a week.

I'll put up some proper pictures of it for you when its totally finished.

Ta!


Speaking of pictures, do you remember when you went
Pope hunting and met up with another researcher who
later posted a link to a picture of you with a ciggie
drooping from your lips?

I think it was in the Dawkins thread but there's such
a massive (pun intended) backlog I could never find it.

I meant to take a copy at the time, even thought I had,
but now it seems if I wanted to look at it again I must
depend on your memory of where that link is.

You might consider using it as your icon on the noohootoo
if they offer an icon feature like they tried introducing in
the unsuccessful Barlesque skin. Might as well let folks
see who they're dealing with, eh.

Speaking of noohootoo identities I'm hoping you'll change
your name to Mother Effers. You've had so many names
lately but most of us know you as Effers. It'll help the
newbies reading backlog as well. So many posts refer
to you as that or some form of Frs or whatever.

Anyway, carry-on, stiff upper lip and all that.

~jwf~

I'll be back to Effers like a shot on noohootoo.

I don't think stiff upper lip is quite my style. More snarling..

jwf if there were only more like you and anhaga here..I wouldn't have such problems. poets, artists...followers of Pan and Dionyisius....but there's far too many Apollonian type people..though I like some..actually anhaga is really quite Apollonian..but he doesn't mind my type..as don't you..you're a bit of both..as am I..but a bit more Dionysus than you.

But once the tunnel project is underway and I can test my Dionysian and maenad credentials in the real of Peckham wilds rather than outback Australia or equatorial rainforest..things might improve for me here.