Pack it in, er no but buy a pick-up, hell yeah! Well actually I might have to pack it in as a result of buying a pick-up.
To launch my boat I have to tow it on a trailer to the local fishing harbor, a distance of almost 2 kilometers. I then will back the trailer down a launching ramp into the water and when the boat floats off I pull the trailer back up the ramp. I have to remember to tie the boat up somehow or else it will float off whilst I am stashing the trailer, you know.
It is apparently impossible to attach a tow bar to my Nissan. So I have to buy a car to enable me to tow the boat around. I will then have to get a new house with a bigger parking lot. To do this I will have to get a better paid job.
I cut a deal, with the help of the noble Gakiya san, whereby I will buy the truck if they attach a tow bar. We, the seller and I, cut our palms and mix our blood in an energetic, pumping handshake, standing on one leg. Tradition is strong in Okinawa.
I have always wanted a pick-up.
Like the pick-up. She’s so fine…