Blimey, what a day.

Thanks again to Alex for organising the whole thing, this time on a sunny day; if it wasn't for undercover coppers the day would have run much more smoothly.

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.well, probably.

Anyway, got back to my car in Stoke, still couldn't start the damn thing so called the rescue company and they wanted

£150

(must get covered again, lesson learn't) so the old man was called out for the second time in 3 months.

Whilst waiting I stripped half the dash out to look for loose wires and what did I find? You're not gonna believe this fella's but I found a tiny switch right at the top of clutch pedal where I'd been messing, that must be to do with the alarm.

One flick and it started straight up, my Dad was only five minutes away by this time as well, bu88er!

Anyway, thanks to Rob for putting up with me all day in his car, I owe you one mate.

Oh, and Kirsty, have a drink on me babe

- although I suspect you already have!