The Wine Widow pt. III
He booked himself and it into various Christmas fairs but got Covid and so asked genius winemaker Harry to take it to Wiltshire. The landrover averages about 35 mph. The tailback on the A303 became considerable. The wind and cold whistled round Harry’s head. The brakes were hair-raising. He didn’t want to drive it back again. When Zam recovered he went to collect it and arrived home pale and chastened. The “quirks” were, he now admitted, considerable. It went into the local garage for remedial attention and now it’s back. As a bar it’s rather wonderful. As transport… he’s on his own.