
Andrea (the mad one) has gone on her training run, she has a training schedule to follow for the London Marathon, she's just been waiting for a break in the weather, hopefully the window of moistness will last until the next torrential downpour, so she will only get soaked to the bone this time and not the soul.
I have the unenviable task of changing the front wheel bearings on the Pug (again)..... they are starting to sound like a Heinkel bomber over England, I have never known a car go through wheel bearings like this particular car, at the moment we are getting about 6000 miles out of each set if you average them out.... I'm tempted to put in genuine Peugeot ones, but the cost is prohibitive and it's simply not worth spending that much on Duran Duran... plus I'm not convinced the genuine article would last any longer... I am after all keeping this old lady on the road as more of a hobby than anything... I have to admit you do get a sense of satisfaction having done a repair that would have cost you at least £300 in a garage, or possibly more for a fraction of that.... Ahh well roll on Friday/Saturday groundhog bearings day.... the only up side I can think of is that the car knows the score and that I can do this job with my eyes closed.... although I think I'll keep them open to ward off spanner rash....
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