After a few happy years together, the Fig and I have parted ways. We’d not been spending as much time together, so it was decided it would go to auction and find a better owner who would actually appreciate it. While I was sad to see it go, I knew it was time to move on. I have a lot of fun photos and memories, and wonder if I’ll miss it. I saw a green Figaro on Bute at the weekend and didn’t even feel a twinge of sadness.
Driving in Glasgow. As you can see by the amount of traffic and the speedometer, we’re not driving very fast.
It’s been far too long since the Fig and I got out for a drive. While the snow has mostly melted, the roads are grotty. It’ll be bathtime later this afternoon.
We’ve had fog hanging around for the last three days, and last night it finally settled and froze. Due to the poor weather, I gave up taking a drive and locked the Figaro away in my warehouse. I’ve just returned and fog has lifted and the sun is shining. If I didn’t know better, I might think I had superpowers.