In reply to Dave Williams:
Another Fachwen story.
Lucas and me were in his van, another Lucas 3 months and flog it special. I was told to drive it there but Lucas was horrified when I took the handbrake off, it was coupled to the hydraulics on the front only so brakes did not work with handbrake off.
That sets the scene.
Over the weekend part of the suspension collapses so we repair it with a jemmy bar and some old rope, well needs must.
Next we meet some London climbers who have crashed their vehicle and are stuck for getting home so Lucas arranges us a lift home and gives them the van, with full instructions on how to repair the suspension if it comes loose and not to take the handbrake off.
Ok, who has he got us a lift with, well one of Harrises mates from Liverpool we had met at a party at Sues the night before. We get a lift up there, then Eric, think his name may have to be changed drives down the road trying to emulate Harris, clipping one wall, good start.
Somewhere near Betws y Coed we get a puncture, oh dear, the spare is flat so AA is called. They take wheeel to sod knows where to get it fixed, they will only do one. Two hours later we are on our way again.
Just before Ruthin we get yet another puncture, damn. No bother, Eric is handing in his notice when he gets back, and the firms car with two flat tyres and dented wings, smart move.
We drive along slowly to avoid disturbing sleeping cows and sheep etc, then spy a car of the same model as ours. A plan is made to swap a wheel and leave the price of a new tyre with the old one. Car is jacked up, duvet is put over hubcap to stop noise of it being removed and eventually we put the money inside the hubcap, with a note on the windscreen saying sorry but it was an emergency.
Around 6am we arrive back in Manchester and the flat, about 8 hours after we left Llanberis. We never saw Eric again.