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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Friday, August 21, 2009
    The last journey
     
    Remember that we are but rust,
    and to rust we shall return:
    diced
    cubed
    broken
    and crushed.


    My little Rover 214 leaves the drive for the last time, ready to be pulped. A sad moment, though dignified: the engine still had enough life in it to start first time and to be driven onto the breakers' truck. For over nine years I enjoyed driving this. Even though it was red.