It was a close run thing mind. The AA managed to get her back on the road at 4.15p.m. At 5p.m. I was busy with the wing mirror, a bit of reflective plastic and some carefully placed tape before rolling up on the nose of 5.30p.m. straight into the test bay.
Watching the test centre rock this classic old lady back and forth on the ramps was unbearable and the test centre engineer was terribly rude. "You'll not be using this as your main car will yeh?" he asked. MGs have feelings too you know -- their owners too. We drove off the ramp safe in the knowledge that we had stolen another 12 months together and cheered our way back home.
I'm currently reading Obama's book "Dreams from my Father". This is an astonishing book. It's beautifully written. Having been penned before he was a Senator even it is one of the most refreshingly honest and sincere works of a politician you're ever likely to read. It's a book that really is difficult to put down which gives me a dilemma when I get home from work this evening. Spend time with my baby or with the President......?
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