I head towards the beach but something is definitely not right with the car. The engine doesnt sound right at all. Thankfully I am only a few quid lighter after finding a Volkwagen dealership whose mechanics tell me the problem is due to one of the spark plug caps having come off.
I treat the little green surf machine to some new spark plugs, because they tell me the ones in there are way past their prime, and am glad this came up here rather than in the middle of nowhere in Central America. I thought the byline was ‘If only everything in life was a reliable as a Volkswagen?’
Knowing my luck with motors something will happen anyway in the back of beyond! I cant help wondering what automotive mehanical mishaps I have in store later on my travels. I really need a collective finger crossing effort from all of you on this. I think I must have upset some voodoo mechanic or something similar in a previous life.
Don’t worry VW’s are like Landrovers now, there’s a part available anywhere, somewhere in the world 🙂
Stop fannying around Rob and update your blog.