As much as I’m all for being strong independent women and all that there’s one thing that I’m pretty useless at. Cars. Simply put, I’m not bothered. It can get me from A to B and I probably won’t wash it or clean it out (gross) until it’s literally awful. This was what I was like with my first car, I loved him, don’t get me wrong but he served a purpose and was pretty minging by the end. Read More