Wednesday 7 December 2011

In loving memory of my dad’s little blue Volvo.1994-2011


In loving memory of my dad’s little blue Volvo.
1994-2011

Little did I know that Friday was to be your last day?
It should have been Thursday but I left your immobiliser at home.

MOT was calling you, but you didn’t want to go.
Was that because you knew what was to come? or cos your brakes were knackered and you’d never stop at the bottom of Old Mill Lane.

Yes your rear bumper was stuck on with a roll of gaffer tape, but this was only to match the wing mirror covers those little twats knocked off on Bonfire night.

Thank you for the happy times, I wish there could have been more,
To be honest I wish there could have been one!

When I got the call from Gary at the Garage my heart dropped,
Just like your suspension and sub frame.

Driving you was like going on an ocean cruise, due to all the water in the bottom of the doors. 
I remember braking too fast once and the dog, who was sitting in the front, nearly drowned in the Tsunami that followed.

It broke our hearts to loose you, but it would have broke the bank to get you fixed.

Like your spare tyre my heart in now flat.

I’ll be lost without you as I was when I drove you.  

So Little Blue Volvo the time has come to say goodbye.

RIP (Rest in Pieces)

David Markwell
PS110% of people who read this will not have the guts to copy and paste it to their profile and quite frankly I don't blame em. Of the other 19% who get this far do you want a car? It’s a good runner, it just doesn’t stop very well.