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Urged to sell....

It's always difficult.   Claire pressuring me to sell the Rocket now that the Kettle is due home any day.

To be brutally honest I don't want to sell the bike. I had a guy come around from a "we buy any car" kind of place to give me a rough idea of that it was worth and after nearly three hours they said that they didn't want it.  

I was a bit miffed at that as I had taken off all the personal bits that I wanted to keep, and now I have to piss about putting it back on to use the bike as the lockdown is brought to a close.

It runs perfectly and has been regularly serviced. It's five years old and so there will be a few marks but generally it is is in good condition.  Paint good and no body damage.

Claire wants to replace the Corsa at some stage and as I get nearer retirement we won't need two cars. Mine is not worth much in any case. A ten year old diesel Insignia is worthless. Having a diesel engine makes it as evil akin to having pissed on one of  the Queen's corgis. 

We were told by the last Labour government to buy diesels as they were more economical than petrol and then they shit on us. Made us into social pariahs.

Once that goes for a song and we have one car she wants something bigger and I have to contribute.  So that means the Rocket has to go.

We'll have to see how it all goes.

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