The Five Hundred Quid Range Rover
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Red Rangey stranded! Daughter's dog ate key! Car parked up at nearby railway station, bummer. House ransacked for two days to find spare key. Finally: result! Car rescue mission on for tomorrow.
PS: not so much ate as stole and stashed somewhere. Likely to be found when I break my lawn mower on it somewhere in the long grass.
PS: not so much ate as stole and stashed somewhere. Likely to be found when I break my lawn mower on it somewhere in the long grass.
Foogin dog chews up anything that isn't nailed down. It's only a puppy, and doesn't normally live with me, but I live and learn and am putting chewable stuff out of reach. I also award myself bonus numptie points for stashing the spare key in the back of a drawer quite separate from all other car related stuff, but now I have it and it's not leaving my sight.
Update: I have sold the Rangey for, er, five hundred quid. It now needs a chunk of weldage to keep it going, so the local old 4x4 garage is taking it off me and the lad who works there is going to try his hand at restoring it for his own use or to sell on.
What next? A 1976 Series 3 Landy, purchased this morning. Cost a bit more than five hundred quid, but not megabucks. I will post a thread when I have collected it and lived with it a short while (assuming it makes it the 35 miles from the seller's pad to my place without exploding).
Good luck, Ruby the Red Rangey!
What next? A 1976 Series 3 Landy, purchased this morning. Cost a bit more than five hundred quid, but not megabucks. I will post a thread when I have collected it and lived with it a short while (assuming it makes it the 35 miles from the seller's pad to my place without exploding).
Good luck, Ruby the Red Rangey!
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