Oh no! Mini crisis!

The mini's not ready. There was rust under the wing and he needed to put on a new one. And the cream leather interior didn't materialise. The seat covers are a knacky black fabric. I can live with this, but it gets worse.

Claire says he didn't do that great a job on her bike.

It's not going to be ready till Friday. My car insurance started last Saturday.

And worse, I popped into see Sel, a Turkish garage owner I've known for years (he used to mend my car, regularly, back in the day) and he reckons I'm mad to go anywhere near an old Mini. He reckons it'll be a constant headache. "What about a nice little Rover Metro?" is his argument.

Sel's coming over to take a look at my new car on Friday and made me promise not to hand over any more cash till he's seen it.

Keep your fingers crossed.