Wake up this morning looking forward a day on my own, chilling out, doing what girls do.
But the back door opens and in walks Mr GT bee, booooo!
he had got in the car to go to work and (not sure what sound it made, so im going to go with) CLUNK.
My lovely bella is now been recovered by the AA as i type
it's not a biggie this time, its the master slave cylinder.
why does my bella hate me so much?
I look after it, give it diesel, keep it nice and sparkley clean.
Its time's like this, i think should i have gone for a more .... user friendly car
and now She has to go to our local dealer, which i am not happy about at all (will not name names), we found out when it was serviced that the time before it was at the local place, they didn't screw stuff back together properly and all the bolts etc in the engine bay were loose. There is other stuff and i got a rather snotty letter from the director when i complained to ARUK.
Feel a bit better now for my mini rant, im still not sure what's annoyed me the most, the car being broken or her having to go to our local dealers.
Thanks for reading/listening