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JEREMY CLARKSON, WHERE ARE YOU?

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I’m cheating a little today as I have much to do besides sit at the keyboard and write blog posts…

I can’t credit the author of this as I don’t know him/her. But he/she tickles my funny bone.If he/she reads this I hope my liberty-taking is excused!

Walter’s Problem Page
Dear Walter:
I hope you can help me here. The other day I set off for work, leaving my husband in the house watching TV as usual. I hadn’t gone more than a few hundred yards down the road when my engine conked out and the car shuddered to a halt. I walked back home to get my husband’s help.
When I got home I couldn’t believe my eyes. He was parading in front of the wardrobe mirror dressed in my underwear and high-heel shoes, and he was wearing my make up.
I am 32, my husband is 34 and we have been married for twelve years. When I confronted him, he tried to make out that he had dressed in my lingerie because he couldn’t find his own underwear. But when I asked him about the make up, he broke down and admitted that he’d been wearing my clothes for six months. I told him to stop or I would leave him.
He was let go from his job six months ago and he says he has been feeling increasingly depressed and worthless. I love him very much, but ever since I gave him the ultimatum he has become increasingly distant. I don’t feel I can get through to him anymore. Can you please help?
Sincerely,
Mrs. Sheila Usk
Dear Sheila:
A car stalling after being driven a short distance can be caused by a variety of faults with the engine. Start by checking that there is no debris in the fuel line. If it is clear, check the jubilee clips holding the vacuum pipes onto the inlet manifold. If none of these approaches solves the problem, it could be that the fuel pump itself is faulty, causing low delivery pressure to the carburetor float chamber. I hope this helps.
Walter
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Author: dinahmow

A New Zealander, currently living in tropical Queensland,Australia (with 2 cats and one Main Man).Old enough to remember George VI, white tennis balls and life-before-television.You want more? Read the blog!

9 thoughts on “JEREMY CLARKSON, WHERE ARE YOU?

  1. oh. my. god.

    i’m laughing so hard i’m honking. i’m gonna send this to a friend.

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  2. Yes, I snorted my coffee, too, when I read it.

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  3. oh that was funny 🙂

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  4. that sounds like good advice to me!

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  5. That’s absolutely hilarious!!!!!

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  6. oh DAMN!:D

    he’s right about the carburator, though.

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  7. Actually, on reading this again I think she’d just run out of fuel.

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  8. I don’t really see any harm in it as long as they both wear the same size…Oh NO..Hi Honey what are you doing home so early?

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  9. Well, it seems to have struck the same giggle vein with all my readers.And I note you came ’round a second time, Ziggi!

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