I took a step outside of my busy-at-the-moment life to watch the world go past. And so the nice mechanic man (also known as friend's hubby) could MOT my car and and solve the mystery of the peculiar noise.
To watch the world go past, I went to a French cafe for food and drink. I suddenly felt very hungry as my greedy eyes spied the freshly baked rolls, and the delicately decorated cakes. There was even a little house made of cakes! And my nose inhaled the pleasant aroma of the freshly ground coffee.
After changing my mind half a dozen times (too much choice!), I ordered an egg baguette, a cappuccino and a strawberry mousse, and chose one of the pavement tables to eat, drink, and watch.
Couples walking hand in hand, mothers with push chairs, and elderly ladies laden with shopping bags all walked past, lost in their own lives and completely oblivious of me.
I sipped my cappuccino and munched on my baguette, enjoying my time-out and relishing in the luxury of watching other peoples busy Saturday afternoon. I finished my French cafe date with the delicious strawberry mousse. It looked almost too good to eat. Almost, but not quite.
Then I noticed the time. Oh dear, I thought to myself, I must have been relaxing for far too long! I have birthday presents, wrapping paper, card-making material, and toiletries to buy. Plus a trip to the bank for the dreaded car bill, and then I have to walk back to the garage to collect my vehicle before the nice mechanic man wants to go home.
It was time to leave, allowing other people to sit at my table. Allowing other people to watch me walk past numerous times, lost in my own life, completely oblivious of them, on my busy Saturday afternoon.
But the good news is - my car is legal to drive, and it sounds like a normal car again. Not a single peculiar noise can be heard.
It's all fixed thanks to the nice mechanic man. Thanks friends hubby, I am very grateful. Even if it has left a rather large dent in my bank balance.
Pictures of the day:
The cake house.
Almost too good to eat.