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I am at present in France working in my garden as well as painting very bad landscapes, so, I am unable to post blogs on a daily basis but I shall do my best. A bientot.

Directly, we began to hatch a plan as to where we could now store the parts that we had intended leaving on the truck. My simple solution of just lifting out the engine, ancillary parts and gearbox did not go down to well. Chris insisted, correctly, that we must carefully extract and label all the nuts and bolts, whether we need them or not. We spent the rest of the afternoon getting piss wet through constantly debating how many of the components should be saved and religiously catalogued before they could be stored. By 5.30 exhausted, Chris phoned Slick to inform him that the transporter was now available and that we had successfully managed to raise the engine and box.

 Slick then informed us that he did not need the vehicle after all. The only reason that we were up the fields getting drenched, feeling every ache and pain was because Slick wanted the transporter by 6.00pm. We had not a clue at the time, but this incident would be the first step of a very steep learning curve.

Neither of us now could think straight; all that remained of the long day was to pack up the tools and re-group. There were only two positives to savour from the day, one was that we were fast coming round to the fact that we need to replace many more components on the car than we had first thought and secondly, that we are closer to moving all the crap from David’s farm.

I retired to a warm bath, something that I have not experienced for about five years, and Chris, after cleaning himself up, reluctantly caught public transport to the Oak for a well earned drink. He really does enjoy the banter with his fellow passengers as they are all witty, articulate, polite and well groomed. I am sure that he will have arrived at the pub with uplifted spirits.