To Car or Not To Car

I decided to get a car three years ago so that I could pursue my photography hobby more seriously. I was tired of persuading other people to get up before sunrise, so getting a car seemed like the obvious solution.

When I decided to become a student again about a year later, I faced the difficult decision of having a car (and little money) or getting rid of the car. By this time, the car was called Denis and had become a trusty friend. I would miss him. I seriously considered getting rid of Denis; shaving tons off my carbon footprint and hundreds of pounds off my annual spend. I worked out that I would save money even if I got a taxi to sunrises-galore. I wouldn’t have to remember road tax; I wouldn’t have to remember MOTs, services, insurance… bliss.

But I kept Denis. Not because of money, not because he’s handy, and not because he’s just great (he is great). It was because of pride. I learned to drive over 10 years ago, and was carless for 7. So when I got Denis, I was almost too scared to drive at all; I let my boyfriend do all the driving instead. But newly boyfriendless, I had to conquer this silly fear! So I kept him. To live happily ever after. Amen.

Anon, Wales

close-up of car headlight

When I decided to become a student again about a year later, I faced the difficult decision of having a car (and little money) or getting rid of the car. By this time, the car was called Denis and had become a trusty friend. I would miss him.”