The pen is indeed mightier than the sword
Now that I have the swanky little Scooter (nicknamed Gloria), I have to get swanky insurance for it. This is not as easy as it may seem. Despite the fact that I am an "experienced" driver - insurance code for "really fucking old" - I am a Learner Rider and therefore am penalised for that inexperience. So I have been ringing around trying to find the cheapest insurance I can, and thankfully I have found a (reputable) company that is relatively inexpensive.
So it was all going swimmingly. I have the cover note. I have paid the premium. But apparently I have to fill out some form, with much of the information that they already have, plus some more. There are spots to fill in on the form where you have to list all traffic infringements - hmmm, those could take a while. A few spots to list all the modifications I will have done to the bike to pimp it up. You know. The usual.
But what I don't get is where it asks for the Rider's Details. "QUESTIONS MUST BE COMPLETED IN THE INSURED'S OWN HANDWRITING". So if I get refused insurance cover, it could be because of my penmanship?
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Thursday, December 06, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Where Cath buys toys to assuage her loneliness....
I love toys. Of course when I say "toys", I mean just about any techo-gadget. I also love driving my car and could be thought of as a bit of a rev-head on occasion. Very few women own the sort of things that I buy, perhaps barring Ho, who also likes the tech-y things. I have a shit-hot universal remote that needs programming, not one, but two iPods, PDA, ripper of an external drive, and a million other things. I have been known to have boys home for a dalliance, and they get distracted looking at my toys.
That said, I picked up my newest toy on the weekend. It is a little girl-y, I grant you, but I feel it just adds to my stable of "boy" toys - shame that none of these toys actually gets me a boy.
But anyway..... I present to you my latest toy.

Oh yes, I am a bikie moll.
I love toys. Of course when I say "toys", I mean just about any techo-gadget. I also love driving my car and could be thought of as a bit of a rev-head on occasion. Very few women own the sort of things that I buy, perhaps barring Ho, who also likes the tech-y things. I have a shit-hot universal remote that needs programming, not one, but two iPods, PDA, ripper of an external drive, and a million other things. I have been known to have boys home for a dalliance, and they get distracted looking at my toys.
That said, I picked up my newest toy on the weekend. It is a little girl-y, I grant you, but I feel it just adds to my stable of "boy" toys - shame that none of these toys actually gets me a boy.
But anyway..... I present to you my latest toy.

Oh yes, I am a bikie moll.
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