|Cottages are shaping up, just need glass and varnish|
|Bringing the fish home.|
It's alright for him, he's on a bike, I have to push the barrow.
|"Just one tray of spare ribs today, ladies?"|
|There you have it. One restored Stag with the desirable modifications.|
Yours for £13,500 (Verifiable I.D. required for purchase).
|This one is four grand cheaper but without the desirable modifications|
|A Stag or a second hand Eurobox for the same money? Let me think...|
Charles may have come to a conclusion about me but I have come to some about him and his car. He clearly is not desperate enough to throw his natural caution to the wind which leads me to suspect that he is not in a hurry to sell the car. This means that it will be harder for me to knock his price down, something all buyers are duty bound to try on. It also could mean that the car is every bit as good as he describes and that the photographs really don't do it justice.
At one point today, I was looking for excuses to fly back to UK and arrange an appointment to see the car myself but then I remembered that my visa has less than a month to run so if I leave the country now, I will have to stay out of the country until my visa is renewed and that could take three months. Besides, the return flight would cost me a third of the price of the car.
Charles was worried he might have upset me. He hasn't, of course. He has just reminded me of how bloody difficult everything is here and reinforced my resolve to get back to UK, lousy weather, unbearable taxation and all.