“I can only go one way, I’ve not got a reverse gear.”
Does this mean:
a) The lady’s man’s not for turning;
b) Come on, everyone: time to get out and push;
c) Need a new mechanic, as the current one obviously screwed up;
d) Missed our driveway, but don’t worry, we’ll just drive all the way around the block until we get to it again;
e) Stubborn to the core and proud;
f) Going to use odd metaphors instead of saying what I actually think;
g) I actually believe I’m a duff car;
h) all of the above?
Answers on a postcard to Tony “Brrrrrrrrrm Poop Poop!” Blair.
As if in a dream he found himself, somehow, seated in the driver’s seat; as if in a dream, he pulled the lever and swung the car round the yard and out through the archway; and, as if in a dream, all sense of right and wrong, all fear of obvious consequences, seemed temporarily suspended. He increased his pace, and as the car devoured the street and leapt forth on the high road through the open country, he was only conscious that he was Toad once more, Toad at his best and highest, Toad the terror, the traffic-queller, the Lord of the lone trail, before whom all must give way or be smitten into nothingness and everlasting night. He chanted as he flew, and the car responded with sonorous drone; the miles were eaten up under him as he sped he knew not whither, fulfilling his instincts, living his hour, reckless of what might come to him.
Excerpt from The Wind In The Willows by Kenneth Graham
You know, in a funny way, I can picture Blair as Toad of Toad Hall. Can’t you?
