Have been considering tidying up the Liz in time for spring to flog it, to let me clear some of my comedy debt. Seems like a good plan after the year I've had when I've not been able to make it to KH once, or do half the road runs I wanted to....
This morning, I awake with the sun shining and a lovely crisp winter's day. Go outside, bolt the pax seatbelt back in (don't ask) and set the tyre pressures, check oil, water, etc....
Stick on a wooly bunnet and go out for a drive.
Now I live in farming country, so it's 1.5 lane roads, still sodding wet, with shyte strewn across them. I'm on pretty hard Ledas with A038s which do fcuk-all unless they are warm.
Laugh? I almost gave myself a hernia. Every T junction was exited at full bore with hands off the wheel (letting the castor straighten her up), every well sighted 2nd gear bend was taken with a dose of opposite lock on exit... I daresay Elaine's S3 would have disappeared into the distance, but that's not really the point, is it?
So, am I selling?
Am I fcuk
Move along now, nothing to see here 
