what a carry on

for a few days now my car has been making a noise akin to some one bouncing up and down on noisy bed springs.  So loud this morning that pedestrians were stopping and staring as I creaked by.
long story short...
I creaked along to the garage just down the road from work and using my womanly wiles managed to get these delightful chaps to get her up on the ramp there and then and have a good old poke about round my under carriage.    30 minutes of huffing and puffing out comes the good old WD-40, a few sprays later... bingo... no more creaking bed springs.  Even better they didn't charge me a penny!
Head honcho mechanic's description of problem to me, damsel in distress, as follows;
"Well its like this rod that sticks up with a rubber cover on it and it was
rubbing against  like a kind of dry bush thing.  It ain't dangerous but it might start up again when you've gone a couple of miles"

So there you have it.  It has subsequently squeaked a bit but not quite so bad and I have it booked it in for a service next week so with luck it will be sorted out good and proper.

In other news, Captain Underpants and his unfeasibly large roll up (see extra) is back from Uni for good now.  Lovely to see him home, my ally against his evil Mother (see other extra - she has been giving me a right lot of grief over the last few days so here's a picture of her that she didn't want me to take or post on here )

Lor, I am being bombarded from all quarters right now.