Our Impending Arrival

No I’m not pregnant again. Thank god. But we may be becoming proud new parents.

Somehow my obsession with real estate has led to the possible and probable attainment of a much desired automobile. After fawning over the many beautiful houses available on Napier hill, I showed MotorPacer one I was particularly taken with. The views, the outdoor dining room, the airy contemplative feel. He too was drooling but not at the home, it was the car parked so fittingly in the driveway. A grand car for a grand house.

MotorPacer emailed the agent who non-committedly agreed to try and track down the owner. However after many months of whist response he decided to be the squeeky wheel and push a little harder, I mean Napier isn’t that big so how hard could it be? Well as it turned out not that hard at all and a few weeks ago a nervous phone call was put through to the current proprietor.  MotorPacer knew it would either be a fruitless attempt at a long held dream or a step towards spending a crap load of money on something with an inherent european class and grace that could make a man (who while currently quite content being married to a milf)  truely happy. I swear, when I gave birth if the midwife had replaced the words “it’s a boy” with “it’s a 1964 Mercedes coupe 220 SE” the look of pale terror would have been replaced with a mugshot of male triumph.

And so anyway, the upshot is that a one-way plane ticket has been purchased to view the car in it’s present hometown. The method of transport back to Auckland is, at this stage, unknown but I think I can take a pretty good punt. I’ll keep you updated and in the meantime here are some pics of the very cool cruiser herself. And what a baby she is.

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