Part 6 - An Unexpected Journey
My wife had (outwardly) been very patient with me whilst, what she considered to be a heap of junk, had sat up on axle stands, on our newly laid drive under a grey Jaguar-shaped cover for the best part of a year. On pain of divorce, I had been warned that no oil or other noxious fluids were to find their way onto or into the pristine surface. Of course old Jaguars don't leak....they merely perspire from time-to-time from various orifices. To avoid divorce proceedings, I re-purposed a bright blue plastic pool cover to protect the drive whilst the car was up on stands. This was hardly a colour my wife had in mind when she was planning her rose planting in the front garden, however it was impervious to fluids and reasonably comfortable whilst I crawled around beneath the car. On the assumption that this was a temporary measure, the bright blue plastic was tolerated! It was high summer in England and I had planned a quick two-day trip to the West Country to tak...