All jacked up and nowhere to go

On our day off we planned to pop into town have a wander around and check out the farmers market. Then we'd head back up and feed the chooks then in the evening head to Mapau to see the gig Rob was playing in. But no such luck. Our van died on us. Some friendly folk tried to help us jump start but sadly, no go. So we got the number of the only mechanic working on a Sunday who rocked up and confirm that the started motor was buggered. He jacked up the van and slowly took things apart. Once he finally removed the offending component he had to nip back to his place to clean it up. Then the heavens opened. We waited for a couple of hours and then phoned him. It was really buggered and he was busy phoning round his contacts for a second hand or new one. So he would be in touch as and when. Great. So we hung out some more and then he called with news one would arrive...tomorrow. So at 19.30 he towed the van to his workshop and drove us up the gravel road to Rob and Barbara's place. The day before we had replaced the two front tyres so now we're a grand over budget. Grrrrrrr.