Rob, you know him well:)
What a day this has been or should I say yesterday. Got home from work at 06.20 sat and by 07.00 we were on our way over to gordons.
Got back home just before 12.00 and managed to grab 3hrs sleep in my armchair before having to start to get ready for work. So at 17.15hrs i left to go work...and....bollocks the fronty won't start, not even ignition lights. So had to phone a taxi to get to work. Thinking ahead i pre ordered a taxi for 03.00, did it turn up.....like feck, so i had to ring another company. Half hour standing in the rain for this......night blind..taxi driver, who weaved all over the road on the short journey. Front wheel bearings whining like feck and the o/s/f suspension clonking like mad at the first sign off a pebble in the road. Needless to say that by the time i got home, having spent a weeks petrol money for 2 taxis, my mood was well south.
Due to the fronty being stuck on the drive, Alan when dropping the car off had had to park it on my neighbours drive with thier car behind it. I love my neighbours, well most of them.
Whilst at work and thinking about the fronty and the non starting issue a thought popped into my head........Did i turn the headlights off....For feck sake what a total dick splash. I just spent fecking