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Saturday, 17 November 2012

I liked that car...



I liked that car, it’s the best car we have ever had, brand new and shiny, loaded with gadget and toys to play with. When it first arrived i wasn’t so sure but having lived with it for about 6 months i was really starting to like it.

Christ, what was that bang? It sounded like a car had veered off the road and crashed through the front of the house, the clock said it was 2.10 am and Debbie was telling me to go and have a look. I jumped out of bed and ran to the upstairs landing when i heard a shout “Police, stay where you are”. Bloody hell fire, what had i done to deserve an early morning raid? Had the police discovered i was hiding a box of staples i had taken from work, maybe it was the “tax free” cigarettes i had purchased for Debbie?

I have never liked being told what to do and usually make a point of doing the opposite so i ran down the stairs to challenge this trespass in my home. Only there was no sign of any police, in fact there was no sign of anyone anywhere? The house lights were all on and the place was freezing cold, i noticed my keys were missing from the front door and that’s when i heard a car start.

Nissan make a good car but the Qashqai is a strange beast, its neither one thing or another, they call it a “Crossover”. More like a cross dresser, looks like a 4x4 and an SUV mixed together. We have the Qashqai+2, as the name suggests, it has 2 more seats than the standard Qashqai, but you get the same cosseting ride, impressive refinement and a long list of standard equipment.

I could see the Qashqai’s lights come on so rushed to the kitchen for some key and dashed out the front door, only to see our Qashqai being reversed off the drive, now i can run pretty well but i’m not as fast as a car, however i am game and sprinted out of the front door, bare footed and only wearing my boxer shorts with a determination to cause some serious damage to the cheeky sod who was trying to nick our car. (the lease companies car really).

Luckily the car was indeed faster than me and i was left standing in the road dressed only in my boxers watching the Qashqai disappear into the distance. While i was playing silly games, Molly my 14 year old daughter rang the police and reported the theft. While we waited for the police to arrive i took a look around to try and assess what, if any damage had been done to the house.



I have been a motorcyclist for 30 years and could never believe that driving a car could be pleasurable, but Nissan have done such a good job on the Qashqai that i actually enjoyed driving it. With a 1.6 Diesel engine it was never going to be a flying machine but it could certainly pick its feet up and cruise comfortably at 90mph on the motorway.

Bloody animals had thrown half a concrete flag through one of the patio doors in my computer room, ran through from the back of the house to the front, taken the keys from the front door and escaped the way they came in, leaving a trail of destruction behind. They had removed a window from the conservatory and there was broken glass everywhere from the patio door, bloody hell fire, this was a real mess.

And that was that, good bye Qashqai.........