Just before ten thirty the front left-side carrier bent. No, I thought, not again! I wished it would behave itself. Our goal was in sight, after all. We were exhausted fair, enough, but if only it could hang on that little bit longer. You cost me a lot, you know! I pulled straight into a garage in Sennybridge. The father-and-son team there got down to major surgery. Thirty minutes later the operation was over. I insisted on paying them something. They said a few quid would do, and in the end accepted just two pounds. The two kindly allowed me to call the Gerry Ryan Show as well. (From the day before I had seen military vehicles on the road and jet fighters had screamed low overhead. The father told me that there was a big military base nearby.) (from "Against the Wind" - Poolbeg Press)