Chariot Of Fire

It’s a win-win situation when the kids reject the eightseated monster and “Mum’s taxi” gets a divine makeover.

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From love to hate, I couldn’t believe how quickly the children’s affections shifted. The ferocity with which they attacked their target took my breath away.

It wasn’t deserved either. Their target had done nothing except provide comfort, convenience and safe passage over years of loyal service. But none of this mattered; they turned their noses up and decided they no longer wanted to be a passenger in a passenger vehicle. They’d turned on the Tarago.

“It’s not good enough,” said one. “It’s old and daggy,” said another. Then the final blow: “We deserve a better car”. My silence was deafening. A better car?