As I left Brighton on the A23, I accelerated away from the Rabbit roundabout (amed by the kids as it's always full of, you guessed it, rabbits).
All of a sudden my bonnet flipped open against the windscreen at about 70mph totally removing my forward vision.
I quickly checked my rearview mirror, nothing following for some distance, so I flicked on my hazard lights, stopped in the outside lane, leapt out of the car and pushed the bonnet down.
I got back in, moved into the inside lane and drove at 30mph to the nearest layby.
I managed to get the bonnet to latch down by bouncing up and down on it with my bum.
Then I carried on to work.
Another case of 'beyond the call of sanity' methinks.
I was lucky, normally (even at that uncivilised hour) the road is fairly busy, but since it was (not so) Good Friday there was less than usual traffic.
I spent a very quiet day at work looking for a new car on e-bay and Pistonheads, 'so many cars, so little time' (sic).
I have already started a claim on my critical illness insurance, so I am expecting some money through soon.
I just don't know what car to get to replace my (formally) beloved Alfa, I fancy a change of marque.
I've always loved Italian cars, maybe I should get a Ferrari?
Bump, back to ground again, it's got to be at least a bit practical, Maserati?
Or even the most beautiful car ever made, a Lancia Fulvia with that lovely wooden steering wheel.
Decisions, decisions.
I decided to come in by motorbike tomorrow, I've been riding it around Brighton a bit and it hurts less than driving a car.
