Saved by the pub!

15 October 2006

The Prince of Wales pub, yesterday.Given last nights difficulties, I wasn't entirely confident that we'd get the Safrane home. If it made it to the open road, I'd have been happy, but first we had to get through a surprisingly congested Harrogate.

We jumped in the Safrane late in the morning and, amazingly, it fired up. Not wasting time, I floored it and made as much progress as we could. Blasting up hills, haring round corners, blazing over level crossings, and then clunking to a halt by some traffic lights.

Damn.

Sitting on a Sunday morning in the outskirts of Harrogate with a dead car and no breakdown cover calls for one thing; the pub!

Fortunately, we'd managed to break down right outside The Prince of Wales pub in Starbeck, Harrogate. Barging through the back door, a bit of sweet talking was all it needed in this wi-fi enabled pub to get a hefty pair of jump leads and a donor car aside the stricken Safrane.

A turn of the engine and the Safrane fired into life. With no oil, no oil pressure, and no coolant, it was perhaps not too wise to hang around, so we bid our goodbyes to Debbie and Barry and made off.

All hail the Prince of Wales, the King of Pubs.

Thanks guys ;-)

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