Hello all and welcome to another exciting instalment in the adventures of two large men in a very small car.
I took delivery of the car yesterday and drove it from Wincanton to London.
First, I want to say that I'm really chuffed, yes, really chuffed with the car. Andrew and Alex have done us proud, however, I feel in the interests of providing you, the reading public, with as much information as possible, I should point out a few comedy aspects of the car.
1. Sharp left turn if left to its own devices.
2. No horn.
3. No self-cancelling indicators.
4. Loud squeak when entering built-up areas.
5. Radio only plays cricket commentary (Even if there's no cricket on!)
6. Loud knocking on full steering lock.
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I really feel that Mongolia is within our grasp. So, to all you naysayers, I offer the two fingered salute.
On a nicer note, It gives me great pleasure in announcing that we have fulfilled our obligations to charity by raising in excess of £1000. The total was reached with a very generous donation from my mum!
So, a big thankyou to Ursula Ward, the orphaned children of Mongolia will sleep well tonight.
This doesnt mean that you cant still donate, after all, lets not lose sight of the fact that this is all being done for a good cause.
Finally, I got a bit of a ticking off from the ball and chain about the lack of acknowledgement for the support coming from 'down-under' (Sorry Tonia)
So, Hans, Cindy, Patricia, John, Christopher, Ricky, Donna, Jackie, Neil and all the other antipodeans who have not been mentioned by name, I say, g'day and thanks for the Aussie good wishes.
Also, this is my chance to dedicate my part in all of this to my daughter, Anna. Dont worry my love, one day you'll wake up and realise that daddy really should have been committed to that institution after all and there really was nothing you or mummy could ever do to cure him!
Anyway, all the platitudes over, the task is at hand!
Stay Low Beam.
Monday, 16 June 2008
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