So I just got my car back from the mechanic – on time, I might add! As expected, he worked efficiently, effectively and to the highest standard. He truly is the best mechanic in the business, which is why I go to him. I know I’m privileged to live in such a beautiful and well …
I’m so cold and I just want to get home. It’s pretty much freezing in Underwood (it’s almost fifteen degrees celsius) and I just want to be in bed with my weighted blanket on me and sitting on top of the heater. I know this is what people down south would consider a ‘warm winter’s …
I’m sick of talking about cars. I’m a car salesperson, which means talking about cars is what I do all day, every day, and I am over it. I just want to go one day without mentioning the latest car model and brand, or trying to make potential customers feel so special that they just …
It’s my boyfriend’s university graduation in two hours and I’m going to be late. This is one of the biggest days of his life and I might miss it because my car broke down. I called him crying just five minutes ago when it happened, and he seemed really disappointed. Of course, he knows that …
My mum’s car is her prized possession. She’s been maintaining it since she was thirty, and now at sixty she has passed the baton to me to continue the tradition. Needless to say, I’m feeling the pressure. She loves this car just as much as she loves me, so if I did anything wrong, she …
Sometimes I wonder how I passed my driving test. I barely know any of the road rules (despite my best efforts to learn them and get used to abiding by them) and I barely know how to work my car. I try to avoid driving as much as possible because of this, because honestly, I’m …
You know what Melbourne doesn’t really have enough of? Opera. Also, cars. I mean, I know it seems like there are a lot of cars right now, but let me tell you, there could be more cars. I’m talking cars in living rooms, cars in offices, and certainly a lot more cars on the roads …
A mysterious fire in the basement, eh? All those cat-lovers running scared, glancing over their shoulders, worried about who’s gonna be next. One car in their ‘secure’ underground basement gets set on fire by night; the next day it could be all of them! A whole row of burning cars, their assets melted to nothing …
Well… that’s the entirety of Fantasy done and dusted. Five years of quality writing followed by five years of trash, so yeah… what a wild ride. At least we’ll always have the early seasons to go back to, with their tight plotting, sizzling dialogue and cleverly thought-out schemes. Spoiler warning: I wasn’t expecting the Noonday …