Oh, oh, I was nearly at my mom’s house tonight
for again a delicious meal when I saw that there was a sign in the dashboard
lit up saying “t-belt”. Automatically I felt if the handbrakes were on, which
wasn’t the case. I had not a clue what that meant. I was driving the van again
which has three seats. So, while waiting for the next traffic lights I thought
maybe it was about the seatbelt of the third seating where my very heavy
handbag was sitting, next to me. Maybe the car thought that there was someone
sitting next to me, I wondered, because my usually already heavy handbag is far
more heavier nowadays with all kind of tools extra in it. I lifted the bag
hopefully expecting the sign would fade out, but no such thing happened. The
lights turned green before I could throw myself sideward to the compartment where
the manual from the car should be. Then I was at my mom’s place and I turned
off the ignition after having parked the van, thinking the sign would probably
not lit up when I was going home again.
Satisfied from the meal I went home an hour or
so later and the sign was on again. “What the heck”, I thought, “as long as it
brings me back the 20 kilometers because there, at home I can look it up
properly”. Indeed, looking it up on my computer learned me that it’s about the
timing belt. I know very little of the technical aspects of cars but I am
sensible enough to realize that it is an essential mechanic part of the engine.
It’s name is also very striking because if the van will broke down I might be having a stressful weekend at the end of this week, when everything needs to be moved from the old to
the new house.
First thing I have to do tomorrow morning is
call the garage (again), hopefully they can squeeze me in their busy day…
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