We went over to Norwich this afternoon and picked up our new vehicle. I was really nervous as it is the first time Jonathan has seen it - and seen what his crazy wife has really done! First impressions weren't helped by the fact that it didn't start... His face was a picture! However, with a set of jump leads, a bit of tinkering and a spare battery, the engine growled into life.
Dan was all happy, so we handed over a pile of cash in a brown envelope to the tattooed man in the lock-up... and hoped for the best!
The journey home was slow, heavy going and a lot of fun! I was following behind in the car with the children, and Jonathan was getting a lot of good reactions from other motorists! We needed to fill the ambulance up with petrol, but since it had been so difficult to get it started, we dodn't want to risk turning the engine off, so I had to go and fill a can up and then take it to Jonathan, who was sitting at the edge of the forecourt with the engine running. Dan had followed us that far, and then made his way home, leaving us to make the cross-county journey by ourselves.
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