Well, stone me

Our journey back home yesterday was accompanied by a soundtrack of squealing brakes. Sometimes the squeals turned to groans sometimes to grinding noises, then noises stopped and started again. So I jacked up the car today and removed the offending wheel. This stone, snapped beside a teaspoon for scale, was stuck between the brake disc and the backing plate. You can see it in the extra. Bit of a fiddle and removal of the back plate got the thing out. Noise gone. It was a sweltering 38 degrees today again and very humid. We are expecting a storm tonight. Can’t come too soon.