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Sunday, August 28, 2011

Running out of Petrol



Running out of Petrol

Over 15,000 people in the U.K. ran out of fuel on the motorway during a one year period. It turns out that as part of these hard economic times people find themselves strapped for cash and consequently instead of asking to be filled up they ask for five or ten pounds.

Running out of fuel is not considered a legitimate breakdown reason. If you call one of the services to bring you fuel they will apply a premium charge, and should the police stop to determine what the problem is they will charge you with having committed an offence. The simple fact is that breaking down on the highway is a dangerous matter , and as drivers we have no excuse should we allow that to happen to us because of a lack of fuel.

So, what is it with women drivers who are most likely to run out of petrol? Lately I have seen two women filling their stationary cars with fuel from Jerry cans. My wife has encouraged me to drive our car with a fuel level that was very close to empty. To her credit one of those times was when we were taking back our hire car. They say we should bring the car back empty because any fuel that is left is our gift to them.

The culprit here is the car hire company and the governing authority for allowing them to press customers into driving on as little fuel as possible. There was a time when they required that you bring the car back with a full tank. That made much more sense. That way, they gave it to you in a full condition and you brought it back the same way.

The second time my wife had let her fuel run right down and we were driving late at night when most, if not all filling stations were closed. We were going from one station to the next and finding that none were open, and all the while using precious fuel. Finally we came to a self-serve station that is open 24 hours a day. As we were driving along a flat surface the car starting making noises as though it was starved for fuel. Fortunately, I was able to glide up to the pump. More fortunate still, it was in working order.

Women seem to have “a thing” about the gas gauge and the weight machine. They have a difficult time believing either of them. Men, under normal circumstances start to panic when the gauge gets to the half way mark. I only feel comfortable when my gauge is showing full. That seems to be a man thing.

So, apart from men and women things, remember that allowing your vehicle to simply run out of petrol is not only the cause for great inconvenience, it is also a dangerous thing to have happen because while you are unable to drive your car you may be involved in an accident, or someone may stop and take advantage of you. The best case scenario might be that you get a ticket from the police.


Copyright © 2011 Eugene Carmichael

Sunday, August 21, 2011

August in the City



August in the City - Space and tranquility

I have come to the conclusion that August in Valencia City is wonderful. So many residents leave town to spend the month in their “country” homes, that are in reality located just fifteen minutes from the city centre, but at one time these were in the country, and they have swimming pools and bbq’s, that the change must be fabulous for them.

Meanwhile, the city is left near empty with room to move around and do things without the need to compete with so many thousands of people that is the norm. For ten months of the year I leave my car on the outskirts and take the metro into downtown, but in July and August I can actually drive into the city and find a place to park on the street.

The custom of shutting up business during August is still carried out by some people but more and more business owners are realising that this is a thing of the past. They must maintain open doors, so some staff take their holidays in July and the rest in August. What a great breakthrough in understanding.

Driving downtown with the sensation of country driving is wonderful. Once in a while I have found myself to be the only person on an avenue. It only lasts for a second, but outside holiday times it never happens.

The sounds are different as well. In normal times there is the constant wail of ambulances. Interestingly, that sound is almost absent in July and August. The attitude of everyone is also different in that we have the time to be human.

So, Long live August in the City. For a brief moment in the great passing parade there is time to smell the roses and to be civil.

Copyright © 2011 Eugene Carmichael

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Keep your distance



Maintain a safe distance between you and the vehicle ahead of you.

Praise be to Trafico for doing something that is really useful. They have embarked on putting down road markings that should be very helpful in keeping vehicles from running into one another, simply by keeping our distance.

The way I do this is by choosing a point at which the car in front of me is passing, and then I count off “one, one thousand, two, one thousand.” I should have finished by the time I pass that same point. That will tell me that I have sufficient distance for the speed that I am travelling to be able to stop in time if the driver in front suddenly applies brakes. Of course, I have to be paying attention.

What trafico is now doing is reminding me to do that check as sometimes I forget to do it, and I find I am travelling a little too close. Of course, there are the usual group of people who have shit for brains who deliberately sit right on my rear bumper. I think the idea is to push me along at ever increasing speeds, but I get rid of these pests by slowing down. For my trouble I get flashing lights, beeping of the horn and the single finger salute, all of which I blunt by taking no notice or offence. I simply consider the source.

Trafico’s efforts to keep us safe in this regard is a very good idea and is to be applauded. They could also borrow an idea that I came across in Scotland and that is to use a system of gradual deceleration, using the three-step approach that is now used to denote that an exit is ahead. The required lower speed would apply at the final sign, not at the first sign.

Copyright © 2011 Eugene Carmichael

Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Annual Madness



The Annual Madness

July and August are the two big months for motoring madness in Spain. Families pile into the car and off they go, some straight to their deaths. It does not have to be that way! Alcohol, speed, carelessness, these are the three factors, either only one, or all three.

The question that burns in my mind is why do people drive like this? However, it is a futile question as there is no logic. People get in their cars and put their feet way down on the accelerator for no reason. They drink alcohol without giving it a thought, and they are careless because they must think they are in their living rooms.

For those people who kill themselves by doing stupid things, good riddance. I can’t be bothered to feel sorry or dredge up sympathy for them. Their going is not a total loss. Others will move into their jobs and apartments and take over their savings. However, the bastards always have to take the innocent with them. A head-on crash with other vehicles travelling at the speed limit in their own lanes is the most common cause of that.

I hope that on the other side there is some opportunity to redress such wrongs. It would be good to know that the aggrieved can kick the shit out of the other guy for all eternity. Now that is to die for!

Copyright © 2011 Eugene Carmichael