Guess who’s ill?

It’s Christmas time and I’m ill – AGAIN.

I’m not happy, in fact I have got the hump. – Some dirty herbert has decided that they would cough and splutter in front of me on the train to work, what happens? Lo and behold I get the filthy herberts germs. Thanks for that then! All year I have got away without a cold, today a couple of days before the holidays start – I get a cold.

Note: I have not mentioned “man flu”, that is because I get bloke pneumonia, which is obviously much worse than flu.

So, to the person that gave me the cold – I hope Santa parks his sleigh on the roof of your car, he sticks a BIG carrot up your exhaust and Rudolf visits your front door mat. Oh, one more thing, I hope that Santa’s little helpers sneak into your fridge and they stuff your turkey with quick set cement.

I’m not normally like this by the way, I’m and just mad that he showed no consideration for those around him. So as far as I am concerned – he deserves it.

Crap yer mat!

I don’t really believe in Santa and his sleigh by the way, that’s because he has a Mustang!

Santa's new ride!

Santa’s new ride!

That Mustang is powered by horses and lots of ’em 😛

Gonna go for the sympathy vote now, see if I am bestowed lots of T.L.C. Actually make that T.L.M.P. (Tender Loving Mustang Parts!) 🙂 I dare say I will shake the cold off soon, I hope so as I want to at least taste my Christmas dinner.

Rant over!

About One man and his Mustang

I'm just a man with a Classic 1966 Ford Mustang Coupe and a collection of tools that just keeps getting bigger in order to do the job right. I was lucky enough to drive a '66 convertible in the late 80's and I have never forgotten the sound, the thrill and the jealousy I had for that car. Now I have my own Coupe I can't wait for those feelings to come flooding back to me. This time it's different, I bought a dead car so I will bring her back to life with all my own hard work and help from a few good friends. Join me in this unique project of, blood (from the bashed knuckles), sweat (from the hard work) and the tears when it goes wrong! It will get there, It has too for my own sanity at least. That was what I first wrote when I started this blog along with the restoration. Now the car is complete I can confirm that there was indeed, blood, sweat and the odd tear. I now have the privilege to drive one of America's most recognised cars and a true Icon, the Ford Mustang. I'm still sane and would I do it again? Oh yes!
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