How'd it go?
How many cars is it you've got now?
Well...Here is the story.
Got to Bury st Edmunds station and looked at the board to see my train to Cambridge was Cancelled!
S**t, however there was someone in the office who did me a new itinerary via Ipswich.
As I got off the train at Ipswich, a guy about 20ish asked me if he could travel with me to Paddington as he was useless at getting the right trains and tube.
We left Ipswich and were chatting away, he asked me about my passion for alfas which took some lengthy time, and then discovered he is a Landrover freak and has 3! So we then chatted Landrovers for some time as I loved my old defender, before it rotted into oblivion.
We got across London ok and we parted at the Penzance bound train as we both had different seats booked. He was off to a cider festival in Barnstable.
On the train, I found my seat in an "entertainment carriage" this is like a plane with a screen on the seat in front of you and you can watch films, TV, documentaries, read maps etc.
i wondered where you get your headphones from and duly discovered that you supply your own. Oh yeah, I always have a set of headphones in my pocket, so it was gawp out the window for the entire journey!
A young girl then sat next to me in her booked seat and proceeded to pull out every concievable piece of technology possible...Pads, pods, phones, laptop and then proceeded to create a complete web of cables from this to that and there to never.
I ate my packed lunch whilst gawping out at the countryside racing by and eagerly awaited the coffee trolley.
It then became apparent that on that train there wasn't one, and you had to stagger up the train aisle to the buffet car. Having watched one or two being hurtled from one side of the aisle to another whilst attempting to hold onto their food and drink, I decided I could wait and the mere fact that I would have to also negotiate the spiders web of cables that the girl next to me had weaved and would probably send me sprawling across the aisle into the fat guys lap opposite with my head stuck up his crotch.....I sat it out.
Lovely train ride after Exeter as the train literally goes along the sea front of Dawlish and Teignmouth.
I arrived at Plymouth and met up with Antony, the seller...
This was it!!!! The best bit was about to start..The oil marks shown in the pics, thankfully were not from this car, but something else..We did all the paperwork, We shook hands, I jumped in and remembering that the heater fan doesn't work, wiped the screen and left the window open till the heater at least generated heat.
I'm now into an inknown car, but decide to do what the seller said and "confidently drive it anywhere". I set the sat nav and it said 322 miles.
Left at 16.40 pm and then got some petrol.
It's all dual carriage way/Motorway from Plymouth to Bury st Edmunds...A38, M5, M4, M25,M11,A14.
Well, the car drove like a dream at a constant 70/75 occasionally touching 80..Yes he was right about the brakes need pads, so I went gently with them, however the drive back was clear with no hold ups.
This journey really gave me an opportunity to get to know the feel of the car and the seller was spot on in honesty of appraisal.
I eventually got home after another stop on the M11 for the toilet at 22.15pm.
The train journey was functional but boring, the car drive was exciting!!
I am now convinced that for a mere silly 495 quid, I've got one hot cookie of a car and will soon sit down to read the sheaf of paperwork that came with it.
As for how many cars have we got now????Hang on, I'll just go and find a caculator.