The adventures of Almigo

 Actually scratch that, after this afternoon I am becoming THAT guy. And it's all the fault of a guy called Jez from Instagram..

As a car owner of nothing past the year 1994, these are thoughts I have often. Can you relate to any yourself?

In one of our last Flashback posts for the month, we check out the time when I was amused by what I found in a Spotlight store... In casa de Almigo, we have two places we go when the creative/handy person mood suddenly strikes. For me it's the nearest hardware store (like Bunnings) where I can quite happily drift aimlessly amongst the shelves, thinking that it can't be all that difficult to build your own pergola with the right tools, some wood and half a slab of Barecove Raddler (they've changed thier name! This bares investigating!) Easy with some beer! For the finance (yeah, thankfully she did say yes when I put a ring on it) that store is Spotlight, where everything can be built with a sewing needle, a staple gun and rolls of fabric, provided someone shows you how to first. Today was no different as we roamed the store of 99% women in search of shiny things that would make her handmade engagement party invitations take a big hot flying dump on any you could...

When I was growing up, anything with a BMW badge on it meant two things a) incredibly expensive and b) a status symbol of rich neighbors or uncles. It was a marque of the wealthy and if you drove one way back when, you probably worked in adverting or were a doctor. (Or quite a skilled car thief) More broom broom than zoom zoom Fast forward to 2012 and I'm suddenly finding a whole heap of bargain BMW in my typical haunts on car sales sites, the under 5K section. But how did the car of the rich and the privileged suddenly come down to within my reach? We investigate further..