My new car has arrived! My new car has arrived! My new car has arrived!
Well, to be a little more exact, my new car has been delivered to the dealer. Not surprisingly, the dealer was quite keen for me to come in and pick it up. I could take it away this week and have a "56" registration plate, or I could wait until the 1st March and have a "07" plate on the day that they are first released*. Apparently, some people get excited about their registration plate and always make sure that they get their car on the very day that the plates change over.
Me? I couldn't give a monkeys.
"Ah, but you could pick your new car up before you go on holiday!" He's quite the eager beaver, my dealer.
Er, yes, I could pick up my new car, drive it home, and then leave it parked on the street outside my house for three weeks whilst I go away on holiday. Hmmm. Tempting, but no thanks.
I did still have to go down to the dealership to sign some paperwork and to make arrangements for the pickup. Part of me was hoping that they would offer me the chance to see my new car.
* I can't be bothered to explain this, so for an explanation of British car number plates, try here
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