The car again: Toyota had a few models of the Something which offered heated seats but no navigation console, so the question came to what colors they had, and were there any suiting my parents' taste? If this could be worked out, we'd be buying a car that day. If not, not. I figured my mother would go for a blue car, and my father would refuse to offer an alternate choice however much he hated it. In fact, my father was mostly worried that they'd get the light green car which they'd test-driven the day before, which he thought looked like the color of vomit, although I didn't think it's that bad. The car sales person said if we wanted a light blue car, like the one we test-drove that morning, it was available. This lead to controversy: we may not know everything, but one thing we did know was the car we test-drove that morning was grey.
So I was left behind to watch my mother's purse and such accoutrements while my parents went out to examine very closely what Toyota's Great Big Book Of EveryCar says is light blue compared to what it says is grey, and after some examination in the direct sunlight they came to agree that yes, indeed, this was more of a light blue than it was a grey. Meanwhile, my father was supportive of pretty much any color that wasn't light green; and my mother wanted any light color except absolutely not white. (I note that my sometimes-troubled car is white.) So light blue was judged suitable. It was, in principle, a deal.
The car guy needed paperwork from the old car -- most importantly, the insurance card, so I made the first of several trips out to get paperwork from the glove compartment. He also needed the registration, and later on the financing paperwork from it. So I gave in and brought in the whole book, including such things of no interest to anyone as receipts from ancient oil changes. But this left me free to try emptying out the old car. Fortunately, my father had a couple of extra plastic bags -- of course he had -- and I was able to put stuff in. I also discovered how much of the loose change in the cupholder was actually grit (more than you'd think), various little bolts or doohickeys, a single glove (the other had worn out), and even a tube of Chapstik which had previously shocked a couple in the Grand Canyon. There's kind of a story behind that.
Trivia: Reuters lost £675/8s/9d through its Berlin Agency in the first half of 1870. Source: The Power of News: The History of Reuters, Donald Read.
Currently Reading: A Ball, A Dog, and a Monkey: 1957 - The Space Race Begins, Michael D'Antonio.