I looked up over my Tesco glasses putting aside "DNA and The Ultimate Forensic Record of Evolution" to receive the verdict from the designated MOT tester at the garage. "It's not a long list" he said, "but that's probably not what you wanted to hear, both inner sills need some more welding, I've marked them with yellow chalk and the front brakes are out of balance".
They always like to see you jump through a couple of hoops before handing over that all important bit of paper, instead I get the one marked Failure with some highlighting of the fact that with regard to driving on public roads the vehicle is in a "Dangerous" condition.
This miscarriage came hard on the heels of the earlier disappointment that Mr R's chimney in Flat 3 'The Castle' doesn't appear be 'a goer'. After two days of poking and shoving from above and below this fact was verified by the smoke alarm going off in what transpired to be Flat 8 during testing.
Luckily the owner, Ms S, an elderly summer visitor and a very strong opponent of the use of chimneys in 'tenements' up to the point of paranoia about smoke and fire, was absent; otherwise I may have had another failure on my hands, the continuing abilty of Ms S's ventricles to contract.
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If she had been in residence at the time, I might have been able to knock through sooner.
The Executors may have thought differently.
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