This is the third part of a fiction serial, in 710 words.
Edna knew her husband was home when she heard the sound of the car’s horn on the street outside. She rushed upstairs to get Brenda to accompany her outside to see the new car. Mike was standing next to the driver’s door beaming like a toddler on Christmas morning. He called out to them. “Fetch your handbag and lock the door, we’re going for a drive!” With Brenda in the back, Mike set off, immediately, breaking into a running commentary as he drove along.
“Listen to that engine. Purring like a cat. In fact, you might have trouble hearing it, it’s so quiet. And the gears, syncromesh you know, not crunching like when I was in the army. And the indicators, built-in, no floppy arms poking up at the sides”. Realising he was heading south, Edna looked perplexed. “Where are we going, Mike? I thought we were going round the block. I was just about to start to get dinner ready love”. Mike was laughing. “Forget that, we’re off to Southend. We can have fish and chips on the seafront when we get there”. Stopping at a traffic light, he turned to his daughter. “What do you think, Brenda? Don’t you love it?”
The girl shrugged. “It’s a funny colour, and the inside smells like plastic. Makes me feel a bit queasy dad”. Raising his voice, Mike made his point firmly. “I suppose you thought I should have got a white one? Well they’re ten a penny. You won’t see many others in this colour, I can tell you. And if you’re going to be sick, I will take you home now. Don’t you dare be sick in this car, you hear me?”
When the seafront at Southend appeared in the distance, Edna was relieved to be soon getting a break from Mike’s endless chatter about the car. How much you could get in the boot, how it used just so much petrol, and how it was so easy to fix, he could do all the servicing and repairs himself. As he was parking near the pier, she thought that she must now know as much about a Consul Cortina as anyone in England. Except Mike of course.
No sooner had they strolled just far enough to the first place selling fish and chips, Mike was heading to the counter to buy some. “Find a bench or somewhere to sit. We won’t be eating these in the car. I don’t want it smelling of fish and vinegar”. He was so keen to get the food eaten and get back in the car, Edna was left with indigestion, and Brenda wasn’t allowed to waste time having an ice cream.
On the way back there was less traffic, and Edna was scared as Mike speeded up. “You’re doing sixty, Mike, I can see it on the dial”. He just laughed. “It’ll do more than that, love. Just wait until we get on some of those major roads down in the West Country”. Edna couldn’t remember ever going so fast, not even in a train, and she reached out to push her hand against the dashboard. “Slow down, Mike, I don’t like it”. Easing back to forty, Mike shook his head. “You’ll get used to it, love”.
By the time they got back home, it was almost dark. Brenda rushed inside to go to her room and listen to her new record. It was the hit from Gerry and The Pacemakers, called ‘I Like it’. She was pushing her luck, as she had played it so many times on Friday night, Mike had called up to her that if he heard it one more time he would come up there and snap it in half. Don Cullen from three doors away wandered up as Edna was getting out. “New Consul Cortina eh, Mike? How’s she run?”
Delighted to have someone to brag about his car to, Mike grinned. “Jump in, Don. I’ll give you a run into town and back. She’s a good runner, quiet as a mouse”. Edna made her excuses and headed inside, knowing she could not have stood hearing any more about how wonderful the car was.
Mike didn’t get back until gone ten, when Brenda was already asleep.
Pete, you captured the passion that some have for their cars perfectly…good story, eager to see where it heads!
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Thanks, John. It heads along the timeline of the owners, and their life stories. Not always good of course. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I could feel Mike’s joy! Very exciting. It was sweet to take the family to dinner on the coast. Thank God his neighbor showed up and gave Edna a break, 💕 C
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Mike wanted the drive more than the dinner, so that gave him a good excuse. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Poor Edna. Thank goodness a buddy showed up. Mike’s becoming obsessive, but I guess that’s to be expected after he’s waited so long for a car.
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Yes, a long wait has more than doubled Mike’s enthusiasm.
Best wishes, Pete.
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🙂
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I think Mike is happy with his new toy.. Not so his wife and daughter.. x
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They just can’t get so enthusiastic about the car, Carol. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Oh, dear. Thankfully I have managed to avoid men who talk about their cars ad nauseum.
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I once worked with someone like that. I knew more about his car than I did about my own.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Boring. ☹️
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Boys and their toys…
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Imagine his excitement after saving for over 12 years, and getting his shiny new car! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Men and their cars. Lol Thats indeed a never ending story. You have now described this very nicely, Pete! Where i think that it is a little worse in Germany. 😉 Thank you, and best wishes, Michael
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Some men can be very boring when it comes to cars, Michael. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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:-))
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(1) “Mike was standing next to the driver’s door beaming like a toddler.” If he’s a beamer, shouldn’t he have purchased a BMW?
(2) “Mike set off, immediately, breaking into a running commentary as he drove along.” Unfortunately, his commentary didn’t run as smoothly as the car’s engine.
(3) Overheard:
Mike: ““Listen to that engine. Purring like a cat. In fact, you might have trouble hearing it, it’s so quiet.”
Edna: “What? What did you say?”
Mike: “I said, YOU MIGHT HAVE TROUBLE HEARING THE ENGINE, IT’S SO QUIET!”
(4) Overheard:
Mike: “What do you think, Brenda? Don’t you love it?”
Brenda: “No, because there’s ‘Somethin’ Stupid’ on the radio.”
Mike: “Don’t worry, ‘The Best Is Yet To Come.’ I promise!”
(5) Brenda wanted to eat in the Consul Cortina because she knew the delightfully fetid smell of fish and vinegar would mask the queasy, retch-inducing plastic stench of a new car.
(6) Bad citation: “It was the hit from Gerry and The Pacemakers, called ‘I Like It When You Make My Heart Skip a Beat.'”
(7) Bad citation: “She’s a good runner. Quiet as an Incan chasqui. And much faster, too!”
(8) Edna was fed up with Motor Mouth Mike. If only he had an ignition switch that she could turn off…
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I enjoyed (3), and the song references in (4) were fun too. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Marital discord in the offing?
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Just an old-fashioned wife who doesn’t concern herself with mechanical things. I doubt it will come to anything, Sue. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I think you’re right…that would have applied to my mother
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Poor Edna!
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Mike is boring the pants off her. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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New toy for a boy! Warmest regards, Theo
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He waited for so long, his excitement knew no bounds.
Best wishes, Pete.
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My first car was second-hand sold to me by a neighbour who was a dealer. It was a clunker and it was like a tank. I’d hardly got my license and shouldn’t have been on the road but I had to get to school and work. It had a funny smell and one of the door didn’t open. Oh and it was white. I did not brag about it!
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I have had a lot of cars since 1968, but only two were white. One was a 1975 Volvo 164TE, and the other a 1983 Volkwagen Golf.
Best wishes, Pete.
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yeah a cool ride in a new car good start to them
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It was a big deal in 1963. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thank goodness Don showed up and Mike has a receptive ear!😁
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I have met many men like Mike during my life, Kim. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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