Dear Little Yellow Bug,
The time has come for us to say goodbye. We have travelled many miles together, 105,000 to be exact. You have done us great service in the past 7 years and we are really sad to let you go, but you really are not made for these Devon hills due to your small engine size, (me too). You carried our family of three and all our baggage for a fortnights holiday in Cornwall, not bad for a little car. Work saw us cover points North, South, East and West, laden down with lap tops. Not once did you complain about the muddy cross country trainers dirtying your mats during the wet, muddy, winter months.
We had some knocks along the way, that ambulance was hard to spot until it was too late and by then you had kissed it. You stood firm when the 4X4 tried to get in your boot, never budging an inch. Then there was the green car who came out of no where, this resulted in a week in the body shop and a new door. I did feel sad for you when you were the only car parked in the cul-de-sac and a neighbour failed to see you despite your beautiful colour, more time in the body shop.
Yes there were knocks, but never once did you let us down and we loved you for that, and for your bright personality and smiley face.
We miss you already,
Shaz, Hubby, Big Madam, Middle Madam, and Little Madam
Juneathon Activities Day 6
- Parkrun-post injury PB
- 55 Squats
- Rest day for plank
- Cleaning of little yellow bug, in and out.
- Mowing of lawn, front and back.
- Making of pancakes for breakfast
- Collection of larger, newer yellow bug