Well, 1 day on from the last entry and it's been an interesting day.
Checked my email about 10 o'clock this morning, and a glint must have appeared in my eye. Showing as unread, I saw not 1, not 2, but 3 replies from the emails sent out yesterday to potential corporate sponsors. Eagerly, I opened the first one, unsure as to what was going to be inside. As the pixels revealed themselves I was greeted with a message from a mobile phone company (name diguised to avoid potential legal issues), "M3". They were wishing me the very best of luck in the rally, but unfortunately their parents were unmarried at the time of conception, and showed what tight bastards they truly are.
The heart has sunk ever so slightly, but still 2 more unread messages. Both from the sign writers whom I had contacted with a deal of sorts. One from their head office, one from the local guys. Makes sense, the first confirming it can be done, with the second giving appointment times and dates for a chat. Thats what my optimistic little voices were telling me. It transpires that the first was a very simple no, but the local guys were more than happy to do the work at market rate. Bastards.
Gruff turned up and saw the car for the first time (well he seen photo's but this was the first time in the metal). To say he believes it to be camp is a little understated. Within 30 minutes he's phoned his bosses Mum up, advised that her son likes children and he should part with some cash as he's a tight git. 2 minutes later, the boss has rung him back and offered us sponsorship. Maybe I should phone M3 back and tell them that they like young boys, see if they re-consider?
Oh well, that done I figured it was time to give the inside a quick scrub up and vacuum. Wandered out the back to the car, inserted keys into lock, central locking undone fine, door opened - "BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP " bloody alarm will not shut up. I've had to take the battery off to keep the neighbours happy. Anyway, it's now vacuumed and in theory got some stains out.
Retail therapy is called for at this point so done a bit of other shopping but bought some gay satin purple ties for Gruff and myself for the launch. Figured neither of us had a tent, so went online and found B&Q got an end of season sale on all camping equiptment. Cracking. Went to B&Q to see some ground sheets and sleeping bags but not a single sodding tent. "Sorry mate, we sold them". Pratt.
Bit of a crap day, but then checked out eBay, found a dirty great 9 man tent (for the 2 of us) for £40 with no bids on ending in 4 minutes. Sorted. We've got that paid for so something good came out of today.
Further updates coming soon.
Savage
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