Last week a nice man and his boys came here to look over my little car, Oliver.

Sell a car to save a car!

George, the main family car, is working on a prayer and a few expletives deleted. He needs an MOT.

We KNOW that work needs to be done so the £45 MOT charge will multiply exponentially based on the amount of work that needs to be done and the honesty of the garage mechanic.

C’est la vie chez moi.

One of my fave girls in Gibraltar was a Scot called Rae. She had a pash for the man she called Jon Bon Bloody Loveli.

Oh. Oh. We’re half way there – the potential buyer has made an offer :o)

OMG. That hair is glorious