Goodbye, dear little car

I got up early. Well, I got up at 8, to turn off my alarm, then an hour later staggered upright and went to empty all the junk from the boot of my car. I missed some things – a kilo of dried mud, some bits of paper that had been in the car since before I purchased it in 2004, the bicycle tyre marks on the ceiling, the usual stuff, before driving it to Kent.