Notice the missing Toyota badge front and centre. I retrieved it from the road, and am planning to turn it into a kick-ass belt buckle.
It's going to take about two weeks to repair. I had the good fortune to be left without a car just as my parents were heading overseas, so as of tonight I now have a car to drive for a few weeks. Still my experiences taking the train to work have been positive - I got to read the launch issue of mX, the new News Limited afternoon tabloid; and I got to travel with teenagers. There's nothing like eavesdropping on the chatter of a dozen schoolgirls and boys to make you realise you've officially reached "old". When you hear three 15-year-olds talking up the benefits of dating a 19-year-old because they're more "ma-chew-ah", you know it's time to start shopping for cardigans.