I've sold my car today, a car I've had for almost five years. It simply became too small for us — all the long-legged men in my family — and on Saturday I put it out for sale. Since then quite a few people have called or e-mailed. Some of them have seemed genuinely interested, some have seemed less so, but yesterday evening a woman called, who was on the lookout for a new car for her mother, and she seemed slightly more interested than the rest. I agreed to meet her mother before lunch today and she arrived together with her husband and her son-in-law. They checked out my car, were happy with what they saw and decided to buy it. The payment they offered was fair and I agreed... and so it happened that I had to take the train back home today.

I'm a bit nostalgic at the moment, but I hope the new owners will be happy with it.