Sunday, 6 August 2017

My Sunday Photo - Week 136. J is for Jaguar


I got to drive my Dad's car today, it was his pride and joy. he never would've let me drive this while he was alive. It would've been too big for me. Too heavy to handle. Too difficult to park. Too much to add me to the insurance.

I drive a 4x4 back home, I've driven in numerous countries around the world in both left and right hand drive cars.

It wasn't that my Dad didn't trust me. It was just his car and he didn't want me to drive it.

Since he's died, I've understood that, I didn't need to drive it, I didn't need to prove any point that I could drive it. I should've just respected he wishes and not gone on about it.

It doesn't matter now. I drove it today and quite frankly, it was no big deal. I teased him about the cost of fuel, joked about how he'd need to refuel after going round a round about, but I got 44mpg out of it today.

So what if he bought himself a Jag, so what if we teased him about it. It was his pride and joy. I know I have many things that my Dad considered a waste of money, in fact he used to go on at me and the boys about the cost of designer shoes, clothing, handbags, that it was a waste of money. But like the Jag, it gives us pleasure.

5 comments:

  1. Another lovely post remembering your dad. Great to record these memories, they are a real insight into your relationship.

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  2. Aww! What a big moment. That is a beautiful car. I can see why it was your dad's pride and joy. What lovely memories you have of your dad x

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  3. A lovely post, I can see why it was his pride and joy

    Thank you for linking up

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  4. My Dad had a Jag for a while - old style though. Never got to drive it - might have been a bit scared too! #triumphanttales

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  5. Beautiful car. I hope you're doing okay during this difficult time. Thoughts are with you. Thanks for joining in with #TriumphantTales, hope to see you back again on Tuesday!

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