Out With the Old.

This is a corner of the old blue car. How Mrs TD managed to do this has been a mystery for many years; I did tidy it up a bit with a hacksaw at the time, mainly to avoid tearing my trousers on the jaggy bits and, ever since then, I have been trying to get it repaired. Much to my surprise, the old girl has passed her MOT each year in spite of this damage, so no one seemed interested in earning an honest bob by making her look presentable. However, the cost of getting her through next week's MOT would buy a new vehicle, so that's what we're doing.
Showed the inside to the Dyson this evening, tomorrow we might give the outside a quick wipe over with an oily rag, then it's off to pick up the £200 trade in price and collect the new shiny black one.

Spent all day indoors waiting for the delivery of TD jnr's new computer. It was delivered at 7:00pm by which time he had come home from work. Oh, what fun.