This weekend I did something REALLY grown up.
I bought a car. Yes. You heard me. A car – A 1.4 VW Polo Match to be exact. Brand New. No previous owners. No miles on the clock {well, they said up to 50 for delivery} with air-con and alloy wheels and an ipod dock. In a shiny, metallic black. With room for lola rose and pals and all the shoes I ever need!
I get it delivered on September 1st. Or sometime close to September 1st. I am very excited.
But scared s**tless that I have made the wrong choice. Should I have gone for the Anthracite? Or the Blue?
Or something different altogether, like the Citroen C2?
I bought a car. Yes. You heard me. A car – A 1.4 VW Polo Match to be exact. Brand New. No previous owners. No miles on the clock {well, they said up to 50 for delivery} with air-con and alloy wheels and an ipod dock. In a shiny, metallic black. With room for lola rose and pals and all the shoes I ever need!
I get it delivered on September 1st. Or sometime close to September 1st. I am very excited.
But scared s**tless that I have made the wrong choice. Should I have gone for the Anthracite? Or the Blue?
Or something different altogether, like the Citroen C2?
Now would it be extravagant to go to Oslo next weekend?
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