Uncle Sam

My boy arrived from Cornwall last night and was around all morning to spend some quality time with Jasper before he headed back home. They had a great time together and I really appreciated the help!!

Sam then left around 1oclock but messaged a few hours later to say his car had broken down just this side of Stonehenge!! He thinks the turbo had gone. He managed to limp it to a garage who have him a list to a train station. I finally got home around midnight. 

So after booking the wrong flight up here in the 1st place and now having to arrange recovery and buying a new turbo, it turns out to be a very expensive car with very little profit (if any) left in it. The trials and tribulations of a used car salesman.....