I'm Broken

OK, it's a Pantera song, not a disco ditty from the 70's but you get the idea...

Last Sunday, the neighbours dog escaped while they were out. While attempting to stop it running madly onto the road, I lost my balance. The result is three broken metatarsus in my left foot...



Obviously, seen as how I'm handicapped for the next few weeks, I recieved a parcel for the car :))



So I've done what I can with one foot and debatable balance.
I'll be able to see where I'm going, if I ever get the car running again...

Will it ever Stop?

It's winter, so it's been snowing, then melting, then snowing etc... everybody's driving is atrocious, people are grumpy. The parts I need for the car to get the engine and gearbox back in aren't arriving (which is incredibly annoying), there's grumpiness in the band (due to a member wishing to quit, then not wishing to quit, then getting angry because someone had taken precautions) and it's very slow at work.

As if that wasn't enough, a bunch of fat, flag waving, xenophobic middle-aged cretins are picketing for jobs they didn't want 12 months ago.

Sometimes it's incredibly embarrassing to be from the Isles...

Gold!

Continuing on my sporadic theme of Crap songs from the 80's, I've (slowly) advanced on the "let's get this pile back on the road before I'm 40" project.

I wondered what could possibly encompass what I think of this engine
1. It weighs a ton
2. it was "finished" for Christmas (tenuous I know...)
3. The cost has risen dramatically since last year

I also like a bit of heavy metal, which is considered by some as tasteless, so there really was only one colour choice, really.