My new van was delivered on Friday. It’s the same as the old van, but those three years have made a small difference. The new one is now connected with 4G, and it has a few extra gadgets and toys.
It’s been over two years since I have myself a kick up the arse and smartened my business up.
The first step was I tidied up my appearance by visiting the Turkish barbers and getting them to shape up and trim my beard and hair.
Weight loss was already ongoing – I didn’t want to become that fat old guy with the belly sticking out from under my t-shirt.
Finally, I took the financial plunge and got a new van. SAF 1 as I call her. I didn’t want to signwrite her so I decided to opt for a personalised numberplate.
Happy 2 years together. One more left before the lease runs out and I replace her. I think it’ll be another Transit Custom.
If Brexit doesn’t fuck the country and we all end up licking moss off rocks. Of course.
2015 was a good year for people called Kris. We all got our personalised plates.
After many many years driving around in old beat up vans and spending more on repairs than I care to divulge, I decided that it was time I got something newer.
Turns out that leasing isn’t as prohibitive as I thought, plus I get the vat back and since it’s only for business use (after all, why would you take a van when you have a Jag?).
This is my new van. It’s a Transit Custom in Chrome Blue. It arrived earlier today.
It’s got lots of fancy new things I’ve never had in a van before like electric windows, a radio that really does work, and reversing sensors.
Don’t they look nice together?
After much complaining from my poor wife, I’ve finally decided to sort myself a new van.
I have chosen… a Ford Transit Custom 2018 model. Not in orange though, it’s in “Blazer Blue”.
2 litre diesel engine. Should be pretty amazing to drive, especially compared to my rather knackered old Fiat lady.