Acorn

Well, the landlord's painter and decorator had gone to the wrong house. He arrived eventually, took a glance at the mould and said he'd need to repaint the room. Well, DUH! The walls will need cleaning and repainting with anti-mould paint. I could have told them that! Still waiting for the landlord to contact us to arrange a date for that work to be done. Bah!

So anyway, I was going to explain why the car is called Acorn. When we bought her, she squeaked a fair amount. The clutch pedal squeaks with every depression and the brakes squeaked (brake pads have now been replaced).

What, you could be forgiven for asking, has squeaking got to do with Acorns?

Well, there's a certain Disney cartoon, The Emperor's New Groove, the final lines of which are: "you owe me one acorn: sqeak squeaker squeak squeakum". If you haven't seen this film yet, go out and obtain a copy. It is the funniest thing I have ever seen and in it can be found the answers to all of life's problems.

Two summers ago, back in the day when certain funghi were legal, we watched this film after eating some tasty Hawaiian blues and laughed so hard it hurt. We then tried to eat cornettos but they kept waving around and bending away from our mouths so we had to give up! A real hoota-doodle-doo! Of course, then the British government decided that wee mushrooms that grow absolutely everywhere in the autumn time just had to be declared a class A because of course they taste so nice that if you didn't do that people would spend all their time eating them and jumping off bridges and buildings convinced they can fly!

But in any case, the scene had been set for us to know the script of the Groove by heart, and when we bought this old banger and it squeaked and squealed all the way down the road, we just had to name her Acorn.

Sqeak squeaker squeak squeakum!