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Access was difficult, the road past his property was far
higher and there was a sharp drop down into his yard. The
telephone lines crossed in front at the level of the road, and
were not very high!
I suppose if one of us had had the awareness to climb onto
the boat and ease the wires over, it would have been better.
Colin was reversing gently down the slope into the yard, but,
we were all tired and this thought only came to us as the wires
snagged across the mast tabernacle on the boat coach-roof and
parted with a distinct crack.
The boat owner was so delighted with his purchase, only
seen previously in photographs that he cared not a jot. He told
us quite casually that as a commercial user his telephone line
would be up and working again by the next day!
He was delighted with the trailer too.
I was sorry to see it go; particularly as I had originally had
it built in exchange for my well loved blue 1936 MG TA.
We must mention that lunch before the return journey. All
the family were around a huge table plus places for his two
Yorkshire terrier dogs.
Something you see in comic strip stories was right in front
of us. They were well behaved too!
Jane drove us back to Edinburgh, I did Edinburgh to Scott’s
Corner and Colin drove us the rest of the way home. The
journey was much quicker without the boat and we were home
in the early hours of Sunday morning.

Apart from the broken gear lever, the car in true Rover 90
style never missed a beat for the whole 900 miles or so. There
was just this smell of petrol which you could detect when
sleeping on the rear seats on the return journey.

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