I’d given mother-in-law’s unreliable Mini a good kicking when it started misbehaving. Accordingly, she figured the car was on its last legs. So she sold it to me!
I treasured that blue Mini, getting to know its foibles.
Later, at our wedding, of course I planned to drive my bride to our new life in London in the Mini. But mother-in-law wasn’t allowing that!
“Far too unreliable! It’s sure to break down! Get a hire car!”
But the wretched Hertz car’s gearbox seized up en route route in the middle of nowhere...
”Wherefore art thou Mini?”