My husband Andrew, who began this blog in July 2011, died peacefully on September 3rd 2012, at the age of 83, following a sudden brief decline after long-term chronic illness. As I go through his notebooks, I come across pieces of writing which I'd like to share here. I'll date them when written, as far as I can ascertain (not all his scribblings are dated). At some point this blog will become an archive, without further additions. — Rosemary Nissen-Wade

Sunday, July 3, 2011

The car

Neither Rosemary nor I had noticed it before, yet when I looked closely under our "new" car, a 1984 Camry, it jumped out at me and sent a chill through my system. We had checked the car out thoroughly before we paid for it but the rust mark, the size of a 20 cent piece, spelt danger and I wondered what else we had missed. Then it rained and I had to dash inside to tell Rosemary.

When the rain stopped she came out with me to take a look, and half the supposed rust mark — a rotting brown leaf — had been washed away.

2 comments:

  1. Things are not always what they seem! I felt and shared your relief here.

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