[centurion73]

Got up, all was fine..

Sun was bright, got kids to school (sorted), borrowed wifes zafira to go collect my seats. Nothing could be better a nice drive and then some fitting this afternoon.

Left my house, wife had no fuel, so had to fill up then, pull into garage. Load of old cars off to a meet of something, they are at every pump and even though some have finished they sit there while there mates finish off.

I wait, I wait and then I sound my horn, where they all turn and look at me like WHAT !!!!! finally they go now I can fill up

Get out of car, IT STARTS to rain great !!!!

Back in car (after paying) off collect my seats, arrive meet Trish and Carl and make new scoobie friends and find out I know them well Carl.. have a good chat, tell them about SES and load car and cup of tea and off again.

Rains again, then stuck in traffic at datford as some Twit has hit a motorbike on the otherside and all myside are rubber necking..

Off again, get home.. NO SCOOBIE .. wife is still using it

She gets back late and rushes into her car with kids and shoots out

PEACE.. Right fit seats

Take out old seat, fit new seats, stand back ... mmmm nope dont like it

Remove new seats, fit old seats... IT STARTS TO RAIN AGAIN

Pack away new seats and door cards etc ...

Cup of tea, check out SES , put seats up for sale (sorry trish) and then a quick blast in SCOOBIE and back

Finally .... CHILL