Air Today - Gone Tomorrow

Firstly, allow me to apologise for the tag line above - there can be no excuse.

BUT, some progress has been made, the unexpected arrival of the Eldest's boyfriend & the fact that he had 15 mins to spare while she prepared his tea (it won't last), gave me the opportunity to escort him to the garage & install him in the driver's seat where he trod manfully on the pedal while I leapt from nipple to nipple releasing bubbles of unwanted air (imagine the frog from the ballet of "the tales of Beatrix Potter" - well I was nothing like that). The brakes now feel like they will work if I ever get the car self propelled. Yes, my legion of readers, the lack of gearbox is beginning to grate, (see what I did there?).