Could Have Been Worse

So, on the journey to Manchester on Friday, I asked J if she thought the car engine sounded noisy, she said she thought it was okay but would ask hubby to take a look.  I arrived at B's as planned on Saturday and discovered I'd missed a call on my mobile and they'd called B's too.  G wanted me to go straight round with the car as it was dangerous to drive and one of the wheels could seize up at any minute.  Three hours later and I'm car less until Tuesday.  G was a star and did his very best to change the wheel, baring, thingummy, but in the end he ran out of tools and time, he was due in work and he needed to borrow from a friend's garage, so I'm car less and confined to barracks.  Don't expect any laughs tomorrow, I'll be like a really grumpy caged lion, with a sore paw... and no car.