Think so. Some sort of roaster’s motor anyway or more properly up here, a Derry culchie.
Retest sailed through after sorting few shocks in the back axle
Little celebration treat in a Swedish diner
That dinner looks horrific.
You don’t like Daimbarkuche?
In for the DOE atm.I haven’t done a thing with it only clean it out and make sure all the lights are working and she’s topped up with everything
Out in Northpoint yesterday with the nephews car. Fail. No big deal. It fails first time every time and “it owes nobody anything at this stage”.
No the bigger story was the lad beside me in his 17 d Lexus. I’d say it was his first trip to Northpoint and he effected an air of Barry Kelly awarding a yellow card to Henry Shefflin as he surveyed my banger from his cream leather seat. Imagine the change in demeanour after the test when the tester asked him to open the door of the car so he could stick a “Fail Dangerous” sticker on the inside of the windscreen. Scenes! In 15 years of going to the NCT I’d never seen anything as exciting as this.
The tester calmly explained that the Lexus couldn’t be moved until the fault (a damaged tyre wall) was fixed. Of course your man could chance it but if he was caught he’d incur a €2,000 fine. It was late in the evening now 4pm and your man surveyed the wasteland that is Northpoint and the prospects for his car if left there overnight. I left the scene with your man frantically phoning tyre companies.
As regards my own bus I brought it to the mechanic. He thinks it needs new shocks. He rang the supplier and the two of them had a fit of giggles when he called the reg down the phone.
Was there no spare tyre in the Lexus?
He had one of those mini ones. But the fault wouldn’t have been fixed.
Tyre well rather than tyre wall?
How old is the nephew’s car?
And more importantly does it boooo?
15 yrs. Golf.
My powers of eavesdropping only go so far.
He’ll get another few years out of it so. They’re great yokes.
Great car.
I’d have chanced the fine myself.
I wouldn’t trust them fuckers in the NCT. Handy ring the old bill and tell them Aengus had pissed off in an unroadworthy Lexus and he’s toast.
The coup de gras would have been Fagan thundering past in the Golf with the finger out the window….Have that you pompous cunt *
- Would Fagan derive pleasure from it? Beats “not a spot” into a hoop.
Of course you would Warbucks
We go again A new pair of shocks and the job was oxo.
Tomorrow is the big day. 15.35. I’m bringing a bottle of Jameson……