Hi all, I hope your well.
I had a very bad night yesterday and I just have to get it off my chest. I was driving through London last night during a 600 mile journey. The car was a bit groggy which I put down to the cold weather. We were going along about to go under a bridge when I saw something drop on to the other side of the road, I later found out that it was actually a 19 year old girl committing suicide That poor child, and her poor family as well. I required assistance at the roadside later on, delayed as the road was shut after the poor girl jumped, and the man who came out to help us told me the road was shut the night before because the girl was threatening to jump off the bridge and the police had to get her down. Worst part is they then let her go back home, what??! That makes me angry. The poor child was obviously in distress and needed help and they just let her go as if nothing had happened! I can't stop thinking of her and how desperate and scared she must have been feeling at the end. So so sad.
So we were in London driving along and I noticed the cars temperature gauge was constantly jumping up and down. I don't know about anyone else but I hate it when cars start acting out of the ordinary. It makes me feel extremely anxious. We drove on, I kept a watchful eye on the temperature gauge. We went round a roundabout and powered away on to the motorway. Suddenly I saw in my mirrors that steam was coming from the back of the car. At the same time the temperature gauge seemed to recover and jumped to the top, it was very hot. And then my daughter, also autistic screamed because suddenly you couldn't see through the windscreen, all you could see was thick steam. I pulled over on to the hard shoulder and slowed to stop, at which point the check engine and oil lights came on and then the car just died. I switched on the hazards and that was that.
I'm with the RAC and called them but my daughter had to wait an hour and a half before the van came. It was dark by now and we were both terrified, but I had to remain strong for her. The RAC man checked over the car but couldn't fix it, he seemed to think the engine was fried and had seized
We then had to wait another hour for a recovery truck to take us home. We did finally get home but it was slow going and we had to stop several times as my daughter got car sick. When we got home it was nearly 3 am.
Problem is I'm really comfortable with my car, I never wanted to change it. It's comfortable, the air con works and I've had the same CDs playing in it for seven years. I don't think I'll cope getting another car.
So not a very good night at all. Certainly a long one.
And I still can't stop thinking about that poor girl. Really heartbreaking.
