Yesterday turned out to be a complete nightmare.
After travelling to Scotland to buy a new mig, the OOF owner informs me that he can't find the MOT certificate, but promised me it was def done!
After handing said pennies over & filling up, I headed home. I got as far as Lockerbie when the police pulled me over. It turns out that the MOT had run out on the 14 Nov

I was taken to the station, cautioned and processed. I rang the OOFer who said it was MOT'd, I asked him to get the details and get back to me. He did so, but apologised & said no, it didn't have an MOT!!
Eventually after being fined etc, I was released and allowed to take the car directly home, then MOT it.
Moral of the story..... don't take another persons word for it! Like a mug, I still believed that a gentlemans word was worth something... my own stupid fault!
To top it all, I got home to find SWMBO waiting to give me her £5's worth of ear bashing for being a prat

Rant over, going back into the big hole I've dug and not coming out
