In two weeks time, we will be the proud owners of a new Ford Mondeo estate. A new car is always very exciting, even more so when you have never owned one. (Not exactly true. My dad got me a Madza 323 hatchback in 1991. My sister totaled it by driving it into a truck. I used the insurance money to pay for my tuition at a London university – and thus the cycle began…)
May is three years old. She got us the car and, no, she’s not loaded.
The government runs a Motability scheme whereby, for a low deposit (or none at all for some smaller cars), disabled people are given a car on lease for three years. It includes insurance, road tax, breakdown cover and three year warranty. Basically, we down £1995 (about £3,500) and in return receive the best new car deal ever.
I could justify our receipt of the car in all kinds of ways. Like how, in so many other ways, May costs us money. Or, how she needs the accessibility. Safety. Transportation of equipment.
But, I won’t. Instead, for now, just a small WOOHOO of excitement! NEW CAR – WOOHOO!