and now this!!

[Barman]

As far as I am aware it did not have  a name. We had to get Mrs Nick's mobile tat mountain out of the wreckage. Christ, the stuff she had in there. It filled the boot of my car and the back seat.

Imagine if it hadn't been crushed to a fraction of its former size... 

[Nick]

If only..........

[Nick]

Update. The Absent driving licence problem got sorted out when someone called the DVLA. The insurance company has sent a hire car. In fact, as a result of some crossed wire or other the insurance company has sent TWO hire cars. The delivery drivers had an argument. I am not sure why. Rival companies perhaps.

Someone is trying to sort out which car should be returned. Meanwhile the kitchen is seemingly full of cross men in overalls drinking our tea.

I am keeping a low profile.

[Miss Demeanour]

I am keeping a low profile.

Is that good for your suspension ???

[Nick]

And you can f*ck off too

[Bar Wench]

Mr Wench shouted at me yesterday about the state of the passenger footwell. I am in trouble again. 

[Nick]

Excellent.

[Bar Wench]

Thought that might cheer you up a bit.

[Nick]

Well, we had a good day back at school. Only 9 more years of good days to go then!

[Snoopy]

That's good.

[Nick]

Hiow many school days in 9 years. mutt?

[Snoopy]

Too few paws for that sum but my calculator says it will be 38 weeks to a school year times by 5 days per week times by 9 = 1710 days (excluding any time off sick of course.) Then there's only 3 years at Uni and that's it. 

[Nick]

Thanks.