The Incredible Sodding Hulk
A while ago, Jack was quite young, Jilly & John lived in The Lodge in the grounds of the Oakley Court Hotel on the Thames near Windsor.  A lovely spot. One weekend Ade and I were there enjoying the lovely surroundings and a jolly weekend.   Sunday morning arrived and John asked Ade to borrow his car keys to go and get the papers.  We had a Discovery then.  Alarm bells should have rung but didn’t.  Off he went and was back about 8 minutes later looking a bit sheepish and carrying what looked very much like a gear stick.  He said  “Sorry mate, but yer fu**kin’ car’s fu*ked”.  Jaws dropped.  So a lovely Sunday was marred by getting the car towed, getting a replacement car, no Sunday papers - just a normal quiet Sunday in the company of John.
When Landrover came back to Adrian they were mortified.  I think they even fixed/replaced it for nothing out of sheer horror.  They said…….  “Globally, no human being on Planet Earth has ever even manually dislodged a gear stick, let along removed it completely, on any Land Rover car in its history”.  There you go - John managed!
Annie & Adrian