I say "lives", but you'd think from the state of his lawn that he might have died in his sleep, like, 20 years ago and no-one took any notice. Least of all his gardener. Anyway, the story here is that one day, about 15 years ago, his car, which I think is a green Talbot Alpine, broke down in his drive. There could be like a really big funny bit of blogging in the middle here, but there isn't. He simply went out and bought a red Talbot Alpine to replace it. However, he was obviously so distraught that, just like when his Mum died he kept her in the cellar, fully clothed and sitting in a rocking chair for 12 years (possible lie), he decided to keep the "carpse" in his driveway. For 15 years. Rotting away, whilst trees grew up from saplings all around it. In fact, as one of the trees has grown up flush with the rear bumper, the only way he'll move that car now is by chopping down the tree. Yeah, he's weird.
Next up, "Hey, doesn't this log look like a crocodile?"...
That's because it IS a crocodile, silly!
No, I'm just joshing it's a log.
No, not really!! It is a carnivorous amphibean: it's an a-log-gator :0)
Nah, it is just a log.....I think :0/
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Didn't Steve have a Talbot Alpine? Or was it a Sunbeam? My memory evades me now. All I know is that we got into accident in it on the way to Blackpool once. The Sunbeam survived, but poor Fen's Lancia Delta didn't fare quite so well...
Funny, I always thought it was the other way round, but I'm not sure now. What I do remember is, shortly after the impact, Tony Ellis uttering the immortal words:
"Do you know how much we're not going to Blackpool" :0)
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