I’m sure many of you will have had a lifetime of men telling you that a very small difference in measurement will have a huge affect on performance but I have to say, I was not ready for the jump from a one litre engine to a one point six. This shouldn’t be too surprising. I only learnt how to drive a couple of years ago and since I passed I have been driving the same little Clio. It was a lovely little thing but it was in no way ‘sporty’. It didn’t have what one of those Top Gear presenters might call ‘poke.’ It was a pootler. I never wanted anything more.
Regular readers will be aware that our Clio is no more. Good fortune has led to us inheriting an Astra. When I was growing up, an Astra was a bit of a boy racer’s car. Something about engine size vs the cost of insurance. I didn’t understand it then and I don’t understand it now. Honestly, I don’t even know what the litre bit in one point six litre refers to. I could look it up but I don’t want to. I don’t care.
Anyway, I took the new (to us) car out yesterday for a bit of a practice and so far, I’m not a fan. I’ll get used to it pretty quickly, obviously, but as a first go I was mostly surprised (and then a bit disgusted) by how vroomy it all was. Compared to our little Clio it felt like driving a formula one car. I’m sure a few of you are chuckling at my naivety but blimey, how powerful do you need your cars to be?
Halfway through my little test drive it started snowing so I changed my plans from ‘drive to the local reservoir to see if that interesting bird people have been talking about is still there’ to ‘go home and have a nice warm cup of hot chocolate and watch Robin Robin instead’.
It then continued to snow for some time.
So we were back on the train for the school run this morning. There was no way I was driving a car I didn’t know when the roads were icy. Safety first and all that. I walked back home via the canal though, and that was lovely, all snow sitting on things. Some decent bird sightings too, including a treecreeper, which is always a treat.
Then I made myself egg and bacon on sourdough toast, which was very tasty, and then I wrote this. So we are all caught up now.