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Wendy writes
CHILLED TO THE CORE
As one gets older you feel the cold, it gets right down to the bare metal. I don’t
know whether it is my age but I have never felt so chilled as I did last week. -17
o
C
they said it was, that didn’t mean a thing to me until I found out that it is 1
o
F.
31 degrees of frost, now that is cold.
Then on the very coldest day when all around me was frozen and covered in
snow he expected me to roar in to life. I showed him how I felt by giving a
rrrump, rrrump, rrrump and then click. What’s the point in getting up in that sort
of weather, so out came the life support and I was plugged in for a charge. Even
the charger could not give me the boost I needed in those conditions, and I refused to even think about
starting. So they called for Kenny, that charming doctor who I seem to see at least once a month. He
noticed the problem; I had been given a faulty battery. With this swapped for another one, a connection
to Kenny’s booster, and I burst into life. I showed my displeasure at being forced to start in that weather
by filling the whole shed with smoke. He jumped into my cab and started pumping my throttle, he then
shouted “Kenny, there is something not right here, she’s gone off the gauge on the oil pressure!” “Take it
steady” he replied “ or you’ll do permanent damage”. I could have told him that! When you get that cold
you have to warm up slowly, and so I was left on tick over and gradually I got some feeling into my core.
After much discussion they decided not to take me out that day. A wise decision as you could hardly stand up
anywhere, and no doubt I would have lost my balance and ended up in a ditch. The next day he came back,
jumped in and expected me to start as though nothing had happened. It was almost as cold as the previous night,
I just could not get going. The change of battery and running in the cold yesterday had taken more out of me
than I realised. I started but just had no energy to keep going. On the telephone to Kenny - poor chap he must
get fed up with me. First he suggested giving me some heat, and so a lovely electric heater was put under my
engine and my fuel tank was wrapped with blankets but still not enough. Kenny then diagnosed that my fuel had
waxed up, and said I needed a new filter. You should have seen the one he took off, it was not surprising I would
not go, full of gunge. A new filter, a little petrol mixed with the diesel and I was away feeling as fresh as a daisy.
So off for our first job in 2010, I roared there, nothing on the
road and soon we were back in business. One embarrassing
moment when I got stuck and had to have some help to get
through the snow otherwise I kept going remarkably well.
What is exciting is that I now have a necklace.
How it suits me, I am thinking about having my ears pierced to
add some refinement to a face that to date has never had make-
up or worn jewellery.
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