Depressed? You Bet!
Yesterday, for the third time in as many months, the person who was coming with a trailer and the money to buy the A352 mysteriously didn't appear. They'd texted me the day before: 'See you tomorrow'. I seem to be a muppet magnet, attracting gutless dreamers who can't pick up the 'phone to say they've changed their minds.
After six months TT this latest incident drove me to drink.
Whatever happened to honesty and integrity?
Regards, Mick
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