Today was not a good day. Again. We are back at La Mignarderie after picking Skippy up this morning. Old mate who drove the tow truck yesterday was at the depot to hand the keys back to us but because of the language barrier we couldn't find out 1. what the problem had been, 2. what they did to fix it and 3. how they managed to so quickly fix what seemed to be a major problem. With benefit of gestures, it seemed all they had done was to clean the spark plug and screw it back in. On top of that, Skippy seemed to be backfiring slightly. Not having realiable transport now, on top of all that has been needed to be fixed already, was almost unbearabley depressing.
So with no idea what had happened or if it was likely happen again, we bought breakfast from the supermarket and drove the couple of kms back to La Mignarderie. The mood was not good. One of us may or may not have said, 'I just think this is the end'. That person also may or may not have bought a 4-pack of pain au chocolats. If it was to be the end at least it'd be a tasty send off.
Don't really know what to do now. Possibly could take Skippy in on Monday for an inspection but, with the language difficulty and nothing obviously wrong with him, explaining what we want done will be difficult.
Not much else to say about today, apart from thatwe did some washing and went a for a walk.
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