About 3 weeks ago it was my daughter Becky’s birthday. I hadn’t been able to see her for a few weeks because of this bloody Covid malarkey. Unfortunately, I was due to start work at 3pm on her big day but I made damn sure I went to see her for an hour before I started work. I stood outside her front door, passed her presents to her and had a cup of tea with her whilst social distancing and watching my grandchildren play in the living room (My daughter’s little boy Harry, my grandson, had been unwell and sent home from school, suspected of you-know-what, which it wasn’t) Before I arrived at my daughter’s house, I called into the petrol station to fill up.
When I left my daughter to drive to work, my car started jumping intermittently, slowing down and speeding up. The last thing I needed!
At 10pm, when I finished work, I got in my car with 2 workmates in tow (I was dropping them off at their homes) and put the key in the ignition. After several attempts, she (My car Bonnie) reluctantly spluttered to life. All the way home she jumped, jerked and complained (But not as much as me!)
The following morning I went out to the car and turned her on (Not in a sexual way) and Bonnie spat out a cloud of blue smoke in protest. I turned her off, went back into the house and informed the wife that little Bonnie had Covid! She laughed through gritted teeth and asked me if there was a chance I had put the wrong fuel in her?!?!
It was then it dawned on me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Bonnie drinks diesel, not fuckin unleaded petrol!!!! (Sorry for swearing) In a feeble attempt to excuse my mistake, I had come off a run of night shifts and only managed to get a few hours sleep before I was back at work. So I was tired and in a rush! No excuse I know, but it’s the only one I have so I’m sticking to it!
In the middle of calling myself all kinds of expletives, I searched Google for a local trusted trader. I felt like I’d murdered Bonnie. I scanned the pages of Google and noticed a company called ‘Fuel Doctor’. I rang the number and they came to my house about one hour later.
I was still cursing my stupidity when I saw a van with a rainbow of colours splashed down the side of it pull up outside my house. I went out to the van and began to hand my car keys to the guy climbing out of his van. My first words to him, before he spoke were ” I’ve been driving for 30 years and never made this f$^#ng mistake, putting unleaded in a diesel car, what a twat”!
The guy looked at me shocked but amused and said “I’m the window cleaner mate, but that’s a bummer “!
I looked at his van and it clearly stated, in big white letter ‘Window Cleaner’. I felt very stupid but Of course I apologised and as we laughed at my mistake, the ‘Fuel Doctor’ came around the corner in his bat mobile.
It took the ‘Doc’ 20 minutes to suck the poison out and pump the life giving nectar into Bonnie’s veins. The doc reassured me that she would fully recover from her traumatic experience.
Moral of the story. Don’t overdo it with the shift work and/or the rushing about like a blue arsed fly, or your very own Bonnie may receive an unwanted shock to the system!!
Very amusing! I’ve never done that particular fool thing, but I am very absent-minded sometimes. The worst, I suppose, is making mistakes taking my medicines!!!! Have a great day! 🙂
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Oh boy, mistakes with medication is not a good thing! Thankfully your ok.
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Glad you took the time to meet with your loved ones, distanced as it was.
Really happy Bonnie is back to her Bonny self.
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She’s as good as new
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Never done it, but I’ve come close, especially when first getting a diesel car after years of petrol ones. Hope all is well now, and the window cleaner wasn’t too traumatised…
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Haha yes, she’s purring like a kitten 👍😊
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Who? The window cleaner? 🤣🤣🤣🤣
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Unfortunately the window cleaner is a big burly man 🤣🤣
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🤣🤣🤣 RD said typical Tottenham fan! 🤣🤣🤣
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If RD keeps that up then I’m afraid I’ll be serving divorce papers 🤣🤣🤣
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🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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I needed to laugh…thank you. Glad to hear old Bonnie’s back at it again.
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Yea, she’s fine and forgiven me I think! Happy it made you laugh 😊👍
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You may remember me having an original shaped Vauxhall Astra. The one with the dysfunctional fuel gauge. There were a couple of occasions where I didn’t quite make it to work through using guesswork to wrongly read the fuel level.
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I can remember that chris
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The clutch went eventually and it wasn’t worth replacing.
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How long ago is that?
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1996, so 24 years ago.
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Bloody hell
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I may write a series of blogs about my car history.
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You should. I think my next one might revolve around you
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Ha ha, I’ll look forward to reading it.
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No you won’t 🤣🤣
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Oh dear. 🤔
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I think you were lucky still. If it had been the other way round, diesel in a petrol motor, your bonnie would be dead. I hope you can take it a bit more easy the next weeks. Have a nice Sunday!
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That’s correct Stella. Bonnie would have gone to scrap metal heaven. Hope you’re safe and well 😊👍
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Yes, thank you, we are fine. 🙂
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Good 👍😊
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I did exactly the same! It was about 5 months after my mum had died. I was with a friend and I realised what I done immediately. I ran towards the friend who was paying shouting ‘nooooooo’ , like that was going to make a difference, and then we had to sit in the car and wait for the AA man to come and collect us. You are not alone …❤️
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Good to see I’m not the only one 😊😊 Funnily enough, the doc who fixed Bonnie told me the company he works for has a fleet of Vans for the purpose of changing wrong fuel hiccups 🤣
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Haha, you made me laugh.
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🤣🤣 glad you enjoyed it but I was fuming with myself
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Uggg! When my kid was a teenager, this happened to me! Cost me $600 to fix! Not fun! Your wife is good tempered!
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Holy cow batman, $600 dollars. I was lucky, apparently putting petrol in a diesel tank is not catastrophic, but diesel in a petrol tank is bad news
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Yeah, it was the other way around for us. I was like, ‘did you not know it didn’t fit’ and I was/still am a single parent. 😜
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Shit 🤣🤣🤣
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So how many children do you have?
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I’ve given birth to one human being and breastfed for an entire year. They are now 24 years of age.
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Wow. You don’t look old enough to have 24 year old children 😊👍
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Awe thanks! I am a mom! I am 42!
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You’re welcome 😊 your profile photograph looks like you’re in your late 20s, definitely not 42.
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My profile photo was taken last year. I’m clinging to my youth. Thank you.
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Well you look great
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I appreciate that. Falling apart on the inside. And it has not been an easy task keeping all my parts as they are. Many condemn me for not being a plastic barbie. No grey hair yet either but 2020 pushing me over the thin line.
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I get a feeling that 2021 is gonna be a hell of a lot better for everyone, including you.
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Ha ha ha
how is Bonnie now?
I hope everything is back in place!
Poor Bonnie
but you saved her
and this is beautiful 🙂
have a good Sunday
you and your family
🙂
Ciao
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Little Bonnie is doing fine 🤣 and thank you, I hope you and your family are enjoying a lovely sunday 😊
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🙂 grazie
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This happened to us in Norway in the middle of nowhere . We did not know our rental car was a diesel 😉. Fortunately, we found out directly at the petrol station. But it took the whole afternoon to clarify the matter with the rental company in Oslo and to wait for our turn at the garage. Here we have different filler types for petrol and diesel now, so you cannot go wrong 😊.
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Oh boy, that must have been frustrating for you both. Having different filler types is a very good idea, we should adopt that idea in England
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Too funny!🤣😄 Fantastically told and what a relief to know these daft moments happen to others too!
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🤣🤣 yep, I felt so stupid but I guess it can happen to anybody 🤪
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Oh yeah, you are not alone! 🤣
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Thank god 🤣🤣🤪
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Well at least you’re not an idiot alone John. I’ve done the same thing a couple of times in my life. Petrol into a diesel engine car and vice versa. Fortunately now when you go to the pumps the nozzles are different sizes. Have a wonderful Christmas!
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Yea, I felt like an idiot at the time but I know plenty of other people have done the same thing. The same to you Peter, have a fantastic Christmas pal 👍👍
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And I hope all goes well for you in the new job, John. Happy New too, to you and yours.
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Thanks mate 👍👍 it’s my last day on the old job this sunday.
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By the way, I looked up the lady you paint quite a lot. Ohhhh boy, no wonder you like her 🤪
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I think I know who you mean! lol.
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To be honest I can’t get the image of her magnificence out of my brain 🤪
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You and several million others! One of Japan’s biggest exports! Haha!
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🤣🤣 I can’t think of anything bigger
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lol !
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The window cleaner was like, “Say what now?!” Hahaha.
Almost did the same thing in reverse, John, many years ago. In the middle of the day, NOT at night after working hard for endless hours. Started putting diesel into our 280Z. Stopped after just a few squirts. Never would have lived it down with hubby (he loved that car; it was a 20-year-old classic). In fact, I don’t recall if I ever told him about that, lol !!! Just kinda…failed to…report that incident…..? Eeeeeeek
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Haha you probably made the correct decision not telling 🤣🤣
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Yeah. He was too young for a heart attack then, but you never know………… ! !
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Is anybody to young for a heart attack !!
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Nooooooooooo
I guess not. Ugggghhhhhh!!!
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I get the feeling I may have a friend who has the potential to be a serial killer 🤣🤪
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Say what now?! LOL !!!!!!!!!!!!
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Oh yea, you heard it right, potential Miss Jack Jack Ripper 🤣🤣
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Oh, I gotcha! Yeah, when we went to the Grand Canyon, my friends were joking about “The Grand Canyon Divorce”…. you know, hubby “accidentally” slipping and falling off a 50-foot cliff. Or wifey.
Whoever the unfortunate half happens to be, lol !!
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🤣🤣🤣 ohhhhhhh. That’s ummmmmmm. Perhaps I should properly introduce myself. They call me Holmes. Sherlock Holmes.
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Oh my goodness! Despite the horror, you made me laugh 😉 I am glad Bonnie is well! (My daughter is also a Becky 😉 )
In my country, we don’t put in our own fuel. We have ‘petrol attendants’ who are paid to do it for us – something about job creation, I guess. The guys up the road at my local station know me well, and know my car… so I never even check when they fill my Sunshine up (my car – she’s bright yellow – ugh! ha ha ha!)
Here’s hoping they never make that mistake! 😉
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Ohhhhh really, bright yellow is my favourite colour. And we both have Becky’s! Coincidental!
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My neighbours kids asked if my car was named BumbleBee. I said it was called ‘Sunshine’… and they responded ”It’s just like you”. Made me warm all over! 😉
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That’s interesting–where do you live, nopassingfancy?
When I was growing up, that’s the way it was. We never pumped our own gas.
Glad to know someone’s making jobs for people instead of taking them away.
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It is very good. They should definitely do that here in Blighty. It would save my ass from getting out of the car 🤪 AND of can create jobs.
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Hi 🙂 I live in South Africa.
Yes, thankfully, these jobs have not been taken away yet. 😉
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Ahhhhhh ok. Well hopefully they won’t be taken away.
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My father is a mechanic and he constantly reminds my husband about this (my husband wonders why & sometimes, gets annoyed) until it happened to us. Our car in Saudi Arabia runs on 95 unleaded and our car in the Philippines runs on diesel… and yes, one time we’re on our Christmas vacation in the Phils. same thing happened. We realized it a street away from the gas station.
Like you, my husband cursed all possible swear words he can utter! 😀 😀 😀
and I was there telling him to calm down (can’t help laughing a bit) while saying “so now you know why my dad won’t stop reminding you”…
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🤣🤣🤣 oh no, I feel your husband’s pain.
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Ahh, that was funny!
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Glad you thought so Greg 👍
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Reblogged this on My Blog and commented:
“You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.”
enjoy
“another idiot”
https://craigsbooks.wordpress.com/2020/12/23/creative-writing-course-11/
Happy Chrismas, John
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Once again thank you Craig. Your message was in my spam folder, hence the late reply. Sorry pal. Hope you’ve had a wonderful Christmas 🎁🎁🎆
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no worries, thanks
you should see my chaos, John. Bet I miss lots too
All the best for 2021
c in “sleepy Hollow”
where I’m safest doing little, but writing and sharing
“my middle-muddled doolittle”
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🤣 ok Craig, all the very best for 2021 mate, let’s hope it’s a thousand times better than the arse that was 2020.
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This is hilarious!
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It didn’t feel like it at the time but I had to laugh afterwards 🤣
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