Oh, the joys and ambiguities of the English language. I mean that women do not like motors on the whole and not that men prefer motors to women - though there are always the like of Fred Dibnah whe certainly exhibited a tendency in that direction... but I digress.
Few people really understand why it is that men feel this way about the intenal combustion engine, and, to a much lesser extent, the electric motor. But I think I have found the answer. It is because the motor reminds them of their beloved spouse. Why? Because the sound of a motor driven device is often mistaken for the voice of herself - and everyone knows that there is no sweeter sound than one's wife calling "Hey you! Stop that and have a beer." Though it is fair to say that these are seldom the words one thinks one hears from the ghost voice of the machine, we live in hope.
Fanciful? I think not. Ask any man if, while standing by his cement mixer, mowing the lawn, trimming the hedge, pressure washing the [insert whatever you think may need pressurewasing] or using almost any other type of motorised equpment if he has ever thought he heard his wife's voice, turned to look only to discover that she is not there. She may just not be there in an 'I don't know where she is' sort of way. Or she may be out shopping or on holiday with her sister in New York.
But he will swear that he heard her voice. Funnily enough, I don't think this works for any other female relative. I have a theory about this too, but that's for another day.
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