My car is in the shop having its backed-into side panel repaired, so I’m driving a rental (insurance pays) for a week. It’s an Audi Quattro. “Vroom, vroom!”

Except it has an automatic transmission, which kinda spoils the fun, and way too many glowing buttons on the dashboard — but none of them is SATNAV. Remembering how I got into this fix, I paid the $25 per day for extra insurance.

Little by little, I’m shedding commitments and responsibilities. A fellow chorister came round to measure up the stack of folded risers stowed in my garage, and left promising to come back next Tuesday to haul them away. Phew!