And I have had two pairs stolen this week from the road outside work.
Random or what? Try driving around Sadovaya Koltso with no wing mirrors -
price ceases to be a factor.
Which took me down the backroads just outside the 3rd ring (of Uranus?) in
to Moscow's netherworld where you can buy wing mirrors (and their motors)
for 60 per cent of the official dealer price (you have to love drivers even
if you wish they weren't yours once you have learnt what Rumsfeld would
have called the unknowable knowns).
Shitty mud and concrete tracks in what in any other 20 million person city
would be high-to-mid-end housing.
Who said you needed to travel to regions to find life - which is where I am
headed as I write this. Sunshine on the Volga for me.
(Sent from my handheld)