Dad sometimes fits the stereotypical image of the classic car or bike fan and in no way better than he did today.
How? Dad keeps a can of unleaded in the garage to pour into his bikes when he takes them out to a run, which is fairly infrequently. Leave petrol standing for long enough and it breaks down and become unsuitable for use. Rather than use it in his precious bikes, Dad went to get some fresh stuff. But what to do with the old stagnant stuff? What indeed, I bet none of you car buffs on the boards would have thought about putting it in my Mum’s car. Well, neither did Dad. Actually, he did, its just that he put it in his own (diesel) car.
Oh dear, not bad enough that he did this, but he didn’t like being asked about it either and has spent most of the evening giving off to Mum while waiting for his mechanic to ring him back. Given that he tried to fill Mum’s car up with crap fuel, then bit her face off for complaining about this, I can’t help but feel less sorry for him than I might have otherwise