I've had a shocker of a day with my car, comrades.
(Perhaps some of this needs to be in the "confessions" thread...)
I had to pop out to a retail park at lunchtime to run some errands. When I arrived back at my car - which had been meticulously and sympathetically washed in anticipation of Japfest at the weekend - I found it absolutely covered in bird shit. Huge, saucer-sized blobs all over the bonnet, roof and windscreen.
After a suitable period of swearing I got in my car and drove off, wondering why at least three separate parties were gesticulating at me. Having driven for about half a mile/few minutes I then realised - despite having owned the car for almost 16 months and therefore needing to be used to it by now - that I had forgotten to push the button to open up the wing mirrors.
I then proceeded, at a busy roundabout, to do something I have never done before with a GR86, not even on my test drive.
I stalled the f**ker.
Thank you for reading, the cathartic impact of typing this sorry tale for sympathetic (*cough* ) fellow GR enthusiasts should never ever be underestimated.