We were there in spirt!

Mistress and I didn't make the drive to St. Petersburg for Christmas and now I'm a bit sorry we didn't. I find meself wondering just how I would have been dressed for a photo? Do they make Elf hats large enough for a Clubman? I'm wondering. I don't believe I've ever seen tights for four wheels. The only person I don't see here is the youngest dog .... guess he took the photo. Good job, Sir Axel.

Posting a Poster.

Cheers to Dr. Darren and the Folks at Flow Luxury Body

Coo blimey! Would you look at that handsome fellow?

No, Luv, I wasn't referring to Dr. Darren, I was meaning meself. Jeeves! All fixed up and handsome as ever thanks to the blokes at Flow Luxury Mini Body. What a bang up job they did.

I'll tell you a bit of the truth, my old biscuits, I am one lucky Mini-Cooper to live near the best Mini dealership and the best Mini body shop in the entire world. Gives a fellow a real feeling of safety, if you know what I mean. Not that I want anyone else to come smashing into me, but how good to know that should that horror happen, I've got the best team in the world waiting to tart me all up again!

No wonder I'm smiling.

The Stand-In

While I was having a few nips and tucks to regain my handsome facade, Mistress had a stand-in for me.

The nice folks at Hertz gave her 2012 car if you can believe that.

I could have sworn we were only about half way through 2011 (and even that is hard to believe), and here she is driving next year's car!

It was a Chevy, Mistress was sure of that much, but she kept telling me that it was called a "Crash". Now luv, what manufacturer in his or her right mind would name a car a "Crash" I ask you? When Mistress came to pick me up and the nice man from Hertz came over, she asked, and it seems she was driving a "Cruise". Better choice of name, don't you think? I'm relieved we got that straight.

Of course Mistress said it couldn't hold a candle to me ( I'm blushing ... ) but it did the job quite well. Me, I'm just glad that it took good care of me Mistress. I'm quite fond of the old bird.

Ta for now.

Attempted MINI Murder Shocks And Horrifies!

Word of the vicious attack inflicted upon Jeeves sleek self has spread like wildfire!

At Flow Mini-Cooper, Michael Douglas was left nearly speechless at the attempt made on his favorite Clubman's life.

Mr. Douglas was quoted as saying, "How did this happen? This is horrible! Just horrible! Poor Jeeves. I am stunned. ... Did you bring donuts?"

He was clearly distraught.

After leaving the dealership Jeeves and I traveled to the Flow Luxury Body Shop where Dr. Jeff rushed to Jeeves' side (his passenger side, of course) with speed and professionalism. A through examination has reassured his friends that Jeeves will most likely not suffer any permanent damage from this vicious attack. Surgery has been scheduled for Monday, Aug. 8, and the prognosis is for a full recovery.

Jeeves has asked me to thank his friends and fans for their concern and for the outpouring of outrage at the attack and well-wishes for his full recovery.

Ambulance Chasing Gone Viral

Mistress had a nice chat with the insurance chap. Seems he has recognized the value of a good-looking Clubman-about-town and is all for restoring me to my former glory. So I'll be heading off to Flow Mini for the auto doctors to take a look and then set a time to patch me up. Windscreen wipers crossed, I'll be good as new before long.

The Mistress was confounded upon picking up the post today. Large packet upon large packet! What could this be? Turns out to be packets from SEVEN different law firms. And two chiropractors. Did someone hack the police computer? Do the law firms 'friend' insurance agencies on facebook? How do they know? Amazing. Just amazing.

Stay tuned, I'll be updating this adventure as it continues to play out!

Attempted Murder. Jeeves Wounded in Attack.

THE WOUND.

Blimey, Yanks.

I had no idea that such hostility would be directed at meself just for driving down a parking lot lane. It was definitely an 'autoside' attempt, and while I was wounded, I grant you that it could have been much worse. Hurt like hell though, and my shiny good-looks have been destroyed. No more sneaking a look at the stylish reflection of my adorable self while passing plate glass windows. Heart-breaking that is.

To add insult to injury, the Wicked Witch who hit me never even said, "Sorry.". She acted as if it was my own fault for being there. In an existential way, I suppose that is true, but one cannot rewrite Fate, can one?

Of course the Mistress is simply beside herself. All upset, saying, "Why did I go to the Farmer's Market? I could have just gone to the grocery and this would never have happened." But me? I'm a bit of a fatalist and figure that I'd have bought it at the grocery, or the mall, or wherever. When your number is up, Mate, it is up and today they called my name. "Sorry, Jeeves, old sod. Sticky wicket and all that."

Hope the insurance company is a bit more polite to deal with than the attempted murderer.

SAD FACE.