Bang.

Very important meeting in Edinburgh.

Car started to puff out little billows of smoke between gear changes on the forth bridge. By the time I had got to the Centre of Edinburgh, there was a constant stream of thick smoke behind me.

Children ran, coughing uncontrollably. Mothers covered their little ones' noses and mouths. People stared angrily.

I ditched into an expensive new town parking space at £3 an hour.

Meeting good.

Then the RAC. 4 hours. Then no proper diagnosis, so 2 different trucks later, off to my Saab specialist.

It took him 5 seconds. Turbo blown, due to sludges in sump.

Very glad I made that meeting.