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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Tread cheaply


When buying tyres sometimes, it turns out, it's who you know not what you know.

Tracey called around the local tyre merchants and got some prices. She found the cheapest tyres for our beast of a vehicle were $185 a piece. I just about need smelling salts whenever we price tyres.

Usually we spend around $250 a tyre. Which is what happened this time. A call to our local mechanic, who then called the same tyre merchants we did, came up with a couple of secondhand tyres for $235 which usually go for just over $400 new.

Why would we do this? Well it turns out these secondhand tyres came off a new car which was driven from the car yard to the tyre shop so the rims could be changed.

The tyre still had the 'chalk' lines and the little furry bits sticking out.

So we got a better quality tyre for a little cheaper than we usually like to pay.

Like I say, with tyres it's not who you know - it's who the people you know, know.




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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.

 

His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).

 

Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.

 

His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

 If you see him around town, call his wife immediately - he's probably snuck out and left her alone with all the kids.


 

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