An interesting day....
Took daughters car to main dealer to get annoying MID type display investigated (third visit, booked this time for the whole week, demo car in replacement) Uncle Arnolds local peugeot dealership.
Took mother in law (in wheelchair) to hospital to get chest x-rays done. Took 40 minutes to get a clear disabled parking space. Missed x-ray slot as a result so spend next 1.5 hours luxuriating in a room of similar 'persons of extended age' and resultant
eaue du pish air freshener....
Got call from garage to say that daughters car has went onto fuel reserve and so they will not do any more work until its refuelled. (there not paying, its upto me to sort - daughter is teaching in primary school and out of contact).
Dropped off M in L at home. Sorted her lunch then off home.
Grabbed a cuppa and a sandwick before queueing at local garage to get daughters car refuelled. Anyone mention the panic fuel buying currently ongoing up this way?? It took almost 40 minutes to get fuelled....
Return car to garage.
Get home again, via garage 'cos mine is approaching the red. Wait for another 40 minutes with the pannicking folks before filling the fekker with V-max..... That hurt!
Made the additional good idea of buying a pair of magic trees to assist in the air cleaning inside the Omega after dropping the M in L off from the hospital - see previous para....
Decide to do front wheel bearing on the Omega as its now screaching like a strangulated pig with both 'dangle berries' caught in a rat trap.... was going to wait until I got another cheap one from e-bay and did both, but never got one yet....
Jacked the car up and decided to drain the engine oil out whilst doing the bearing.
Strip one side down and find that the brake discs are nice and shiny on the outside but rusted red raw on the inside.... No wonder the brake effect is less than normal....
Dusted down the spare disc pad set in the garage and fit them (gen VX, e-bay bargain, £30 uplifted!!!) after doing the bearing.
Removed the oil filter - surprisingly easily - and poured the majority of the contents down the sleeve of my boilersuit.....
Cleaned myself up then done the other side disc set. Then, when cleaning up, discover that the beer fridge in the garage has been emptied by my son (aged 22 and a quarter) and there are no 'coldies' left.....
Go upstairs after puting everything away.
Shower, change, have dinner (after cooking it....) then sat down for a glass of wine and some OOF.
.... and the blanking bottle is corked!
time for a dram, then.....
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