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[glenatron]

The lorry was supposed to be plated today. But when they went to take it for it's test the clutch failed. Once again we were booked to take it on a clinic this weekend, but this time we were planning to take Donk and we don't know how he travels so we're not able to put him in someone else's lorry.

And we have a lorry that doesn't work, that is probably only good for scrap and we have still paid upwards of a grand for repairs working with the idea we would have transport for the weekend and then probably get back what we spent on selling it with a year's plate directly afterwards. Now we may have to cough up for repairs and still scrap the lorry and have no way to get to the clinic or to afford it if we could get there.

I just don't understand how things can keep on going wrong without respite. You kind of feel like there should be some point where it lets up and stops being so constantly stressful, but we haven't found it yet. I really don't know what to do.

It's as though God has taken a personal dislike to sleepsy_mouse and is doing everything in his redoubtable insane power to make her life as difficult as possible. I guess, from all I've read that this is exactly the kind of thing that God likes to do, so maybe that is the explanation.

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They're a nightmare, they really are. We needed to spend more money than we did on ours when we bought it, but we bought cheap and then had to fix up expensive. It's going to take me years to settle this debt up, unfortunately. I'm gutted.