Testing times…

“We can take the car out in the morning,”
Said my son, “I’ll get up and we’ll go.”
Nothing loath, I agreed, we could test it
“I am sure there’s somewhere that you know…”

I’d be glad of a run in the motor,
I’m learning to trust it, you see,
And my son, in a generous moment,
Had left destinations to me.

I could, if we set off quite early,
Head out, perhaps, do some research…
And while putting the car through its paces
Sneak in the odd hillfort or church.

The curtains are closed when I get there,
He’s still in the land of the dead,
So I bang about making his coffee
And soon get him moving instead.

I had a good day with the camera,
We called at a good place or three,
And the car, earning trust by the minute,
Is proving its value to me.

We took it up hills and through valleys,
Down lanes where the trees brush the sides,
On tracks where the surface is rutted
It is proving the smoothest of rides.

It’s late afternoon when we’re finished
And tea-time before I get home.
I let out the dog, turn the heat on…
And find I must get on the phone.

The gas heating’s died and stopped working…
I call up the helpline tout de suite
They promise they’ll come out and sort it,
I’m glad, ’cause I’m freezing my feet…

I cuddle a warm dog for comfort,
With naught else to take off the chill.
The phone says I’m talking to China…
I hope not, I’m paying the bill!

By the time that they’ve been out and fixed it,
I’m tired and aching with cold,
The dog, in her fur coat, is laughing,
‘That’s one sign you’re just getting old…’

Too late to be processing photos,
Impatient to snuggle in bed…
Too weary to write of adventures,
I’ll make my excuses instead.

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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46 Responses to Testing times…

  1. Sadje says:

    A very nice way to chronicle your day’s adventures.

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  2. Nice post, Sue. I’m glad you and your son had a good day and you got speedy service from the gas heating people. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  3. Mary Smith says:

    I don’t know how you managed to write this when you were so cold and tired! Looking forward to seeing the photos of your day out – and glad you are bonding with your new car.

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  4. joylennick says:

    Nice one, Sue! You write so easily and so well…. x .

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  5. Alli Templeton says:

    A gem of a poem, Sue. A joy to read and a lovely account of your day in verse. More please…

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  6. What a cute way to write up a day – and good to see you growing fonder of the new car.

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  7. Hope the heat is back on. Glad to hear the new wheels are running smoothly. How’s Frank the cat, BTW? I rather liked him 😉

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  8. scifihammy says:

    Sounds like a lovely outing and I am glad that your car is proving itself nicely. 🙂

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  9. V.M.Sang says:

    You made me smile, with this. Hope you got warm eventually! I’m looking forward to the photos.

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  10. And you got a poem out of it. 🙂 Now if only the other gadgets could be as dependable as the new car. 🙂

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  11. Widdershins says:

    Whoo-hoot! A New-Car Adventure! 😀 … hope the heat’s all fixed now. 🙂

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  12. willowdot21 says:

    I loved the account of the test drive and recognise the part where the sun is still in bed.I hope you had fun , typical though that that’s the day the heating broke. I hope youare safe and warm now ❤

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  13. Jennie says:

    Wonderful post, Sue!

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  14. dgkaye says:

    All in a day’s work! So glad you’re enjoying your new car ❤

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