Robbie saves the day.

Annie the camper is still in the garage.

Someone explain to me how they can order all the parts, get all the parts, fit most of  the parts, then discover one of the parts is wrong. It’s the same vehicle for heaven’s sake, didn’t someone notice in the order.

They offered me  a curtesy vehicle, so I had to walk down to get it.

 I know I was a driving instructor, then a driving examiner but I haven’t driven a manual car for years, too much like hard work for me. Much prefer automatics.

 Robbie said he would be my blip if I stopped moaning about cars. 

Still don’t like manual cars.