With the small carrier behind our car, Joost want’s to do the things we have to do; getting the papers of today (the ones of tomorrow are saved until Monday); going to a shop where there is an au-bain-marie-handy thing to put into the pan,
and some aeorosol paint for my maroc-style wooden decoration, which will be placed around the mirror on the terrace; and some concrete logs, called biga here, of approx.. 2 meters long, 8 cm thick. On our way, we almost passed the garbage containers, so I
said ‘’hold on, we have garbage and let me just get out to dump it’’. No way, he goes into back-gear. Some very ugly noise, and pang….I knew instantly. So did he. He was forgotten he had his carrier behind.. An ugly scar/damage.
Fortunately, the lamp is still ok. Of course it’s me to blame. Shouldn’t have told him we have garbage. Or….man should not try to do 2 things at the same time; either driving or thinking.. Joost is now making plans to add some iron with
alarm lights on his carrier, so that he can been seen. Good thing I guess. Until that, I will keep saying ‘’you have the carrier behind you’’. Just in case of…