It's been a pretty challenging couple of days....

After two months of being off-road (in a parked-in-a-garage-with-its-guts-all-over-the-place sense,
rather than a here's-a-muddy-one-in-two-incline-fancy-a-jaunt sort of sense...), I had hoped to have had my Isuzu Bighorn returned to me by now:
but a motorway water-pump failure turned into a head gasket leak; which turned into a cracked cylinder head; which now, fixed,
seems to be evolving into a terminal turbo, or -- even worse -- cylinder liner or piston ring death.

So, after waiting and waiting, and being stuck out in the middle of nowhere for weeks, reliant on other people's transport,
I decided to buy myself a 'banger'. Trawling the Net bagged me a handful of likely suspects; and I'm now the proud(ish) owner of
a taxi-looking 19-year-old Mercedes-Benz 190E 4-door automatic saloon in some sort of sludgy light metallic blue, with 153,229 miles on it....

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes-Benz?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends.
So Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes-Benz?
Janis Joplin

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