Sorry to keep banging on about this, but it is looming large in my life at the moment.
Rang the garage just now to find out what time I can go and pick my car up, and they said "lunchtime tomorrow". So, all this "It will take 2 days, be ready late on Wednesday" stuff seems to have gone by the board.
I rang a colleague who has very kindly agreed to come and pick me up tomorrow morning and take me into work. I will have to try and sort something out about getting to fucking Trowbridge tomorrow night. Mr WithaY is away, so he can't help. And his Landrover is still being given a new axle anyway.
My colleague lives miles in the wrong direction, so I can't really ask him to drop me up there.
Ah well, I shall have some lunch and watch some TV and maybe things will look better after that.