For a multitude of reasons (mostly involving me being broke and oh, broke), my parents gave me one of their two cars. It’s a very big thing, I’m very touched and grateful. My eldest sister was back in our home town for the weekend and yesterday she helped to drive it up to KL for me. Thank you! Also thanks to Gordon for helping to be co-driver, much appreciated.
On my way to work this morning, the thought suddenly came to me that I should name my new car. I’ve always wanted to be part of the cool gang who refer to their belongings by pet names (e.g. Power Slug, Passion Wagon, Rust Bucket, SuzyGanas, Precious Old Sweetie etc). So I asked no one in particular, who am I to deny my new ride her very own name?
With that in mind, I hereby introduce to you… Gladys the Grey Ghost!
Truth to be told, AsparagusBoy helped to name her. He also said, “If she was 2 shades darker, we could call her Ashhole.” Hmm…
Anyway I belatedly realised that she is in fact silver and not grey. But give it a month or three of not washing, whaddaya know, eh?
 It’s not new but it’s new to me
 Confirmed to be a female, she’s slightly temperamental already
 Only slightly! Don’t angry ar…