The morning after

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No sex involved, just hot car - not as in stolen (who’d have it) or jaw droppingly sexy (it’s bright green) but as in overheated. Yup, turns out that our radiator pipe had a tear in it causing it to overheat. We are yet again grateful to lovely people, we borrowed our neighbours car to go put a sign on the car to say please don’t tow it and in the bargain also got the number of a whizz mechanic as our guy wasn’t about. Despite it being a Sunday, whizz mechanic sent out his son to help us, who arrived from the beach with his mate and girlfriend and kids in the back. How bad did we feel? He lobbed off a bit of the radiator pipe and put it back together again and believe it or not we could drive it home - well I drove it home and the other one followed me- glad it was only down the road. So a new radiator pipe and brackets to be bought. Flippin cars

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