Rescue Me

At the weekend, literally yesterday, I was reflecting with my husband about what a reliable car mine was and how it hadn’t had a single warranty issue since the day it was born. This morning I couldn’t believe it when I pushed the start button and up pinged a fault. Drove to client meeting anyway and then called out poor Emergency Rescue man who spent an hour under the bonnet in the hotel car park before declaring it requiring a visit to the car hospital. Very annoying. Curse of the broken mirror strikes again ;-(