Tags: Mystery Worship, car, church
Date: 31 March 2006 20:10:18
As promised, the saga of the GirlMobile. For the last year and a half (oops, yes you did read that right) my car has been making a strange noise, not unlike fingernails down a blackboard, which I had assumed was the fanbelt. The battery warning light has also been coming on regularly for a similar amount of time. I got the garage in Scotland to take a look at both these things when I had the MoT done in October, and they said that they had sorted them out. Except that both things carried on happening. I decided that rather than use this garage again, when I next went down to London I would get my lovely boys at the garage in the Old Kent Road that I've been using for the last squillion years to take a look at it. As the battery light was on for most of my journey down to London, despite having a brand new battery only about a month ago, one of the first things I did when I arrived was to give them a call.
As suspected, the alternator needed replacing (hence the battery wasn't being charged), and the fanbelt was a bit grotty, so they replaced that too. They phoned me to tell me it was all done ... and then they phoned me back 5 minutes later to say they'd found something else. The scratchy fingers noise was still happening, and it turned out that it wasn't the fanbelt at all, but the cambelt. Which is Very Very Serious indeed. If that had gone I would have had no choice but to scrap the car, as the engine would have been ruined. As it turns out, the guys at the garage reckoned the belt would have gone within the week. So, needless to say, I'm really thankful that it was discovered before the awful moment and not whilst I was bombing up the M1. Somehow I suspect my guardian angels are relieved too.
In other news, my Mystery Worship report from the scary hat church is now up here.