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How I learned to stop worrying and love (her) my car…

A few weeks ago my wife returned home from a trip to the shops in our Citroen C3 Picasso. After I unloaded the weekly shop, she proceeded to tell me that the car was sporting a fresh dent, since she’d accidentally let the trolley roll into the front wing, putting an inch-long crease in to the metal work.

No, I don’t mind admitting I was a little miffed. As someone who’s spent a fair few hours washing, polishing and detailing my cars I would say that I like keeping my cars at their best. Yes, I’m one of ‘those’ people.

A Tour Bus just like ours...

My wife on the other hand, takes a different approach-I’m not sure Sarah’s ever bought a bottle of car shampoo, let alone used it. So with me using the Citroen less and less its turning into something of a shaggy dog, for example on Friday I set about vacuuming out the car and found:

  • A half-eaten Humzinger (a fruit-based snack bar, popular with children)
  • A CD case for the soundtrack to the musical Chicago
  • With a Nick Drake CD inside it…
  • A small light brown mess smeared into both the rear seat and the front passenger seat (banana, I think)
  • 3 empty drinks bottles
  • 2 all but empty drinks bottles
  • A teaspoon
  • A bottle of children’s paracetamol
  • Random old parking tickets
  • Copious amounts of dog hair

So I got busy and tidied the ‘bus out and left the whole thing spick ‘n’ span, safe in the knowledge that in no time at all it will be in a similar state all over again.

Still, I’m not going to let it get to me-the Picasso is a work horse. Its a Donkey, not a thorough-bred Stallion. Its roomy and comfortable, not taut and agile. And it does its job brilliantly-I’d recommend one to anybody.

I just wish it could keep itself clean….