Today is one of those days where I have thought to myself, thank god, and whats the point!
Thank god - I didn't go to action because out of the three dubs I may have gone in all have had problems. Daves gearbox is shagged (I think) Ians accelerator cable has snapped and by the sounds of it Chelle is going to take forever to get home as she can't go over 55 mph! The RAC have taken all day to go and fetch Dave and they have told Ian 'They'l send someone out to have a look' (bear in mind that he is stuck on the hard shoulder of the M6 with two dodgy cars pulled up behind him doing what could possibly be a drug deal!! how is the RAC bloke going to be able to check out the van without being run down and I bet his mates are chuckling away to themselves as they can probably see it all from the RAC building! )
What's the point - Of owning classic cars when all they seem to do is let you down? I think of all the money we've had to spend on our two and I think how far it would have gone towards paying for our wedding!
I wouldn't be without the van now for camping at shows even though it still needs so much work doing to it. And I love our bug to pieces it will be ready to ferry me to the wedding! (13 mths and counting - tight deadline!!
lol)
Man I feel better now!