Bear blog

After faffing around for months with dodgy connections in the stereo and dead batteries lying around the house, not to mention soggy footwells, Bess went in for her MOT yesterday and failed on pretty much everything. Woo!

And, of course, because she's only worth about ten quid, the cost of repairs is really rather more than she's worth. So she's going to the scrappy to be ripped asunder and flogged on to unsuspecting customers. And we're off shopping! Unfortunately, we're on a terribly limited budget cause we're in need of a new engine for Philip, and it's Pete's birthday coming up this month, and we both need new glasses, and next month we're conventioning every weekend.

Bugger.

So keep your eyes open for cheapish VWs that look relatively pretty.