What would you do? [unable to get my car as someone is ill]

Does your Dad have a car? Take his keys and park it 1/2 a mile away and tell him he can have it back when you get yours. See how he likes it!
 
He does, but it would have to be at night, and I'd be surprised if he doesn't wake up and run downstairs before I have unlocked and unbolted two gates, started up his diseasal Audi A6, and reversed the hulking great thing through the narrow opening and onto the road, right under his (open) bedroom window. :p

Plus I *think* (hope) he is doing something about it now... Will find out when I get home... Otherwise I will nick his phone and try and find the guys home number...
 
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Sounds like your car has died but your dad doesn't want to break it to you.

If he starts telling you it's gone to live on a farm with a big garden and a lovely old couple..... Don't believe the swine: he's actually buried it under your patio.
 
He does, but it would have to be at night, and I'd be surprised if he doesn't wake up and run downstairs before I have unlocked and unbolted two gates, started up his diseasal Audi A6, and reversed the hulking great thing through the narrow opening and onto the road, right under his (open) bedroom window. :p

Plus I *think* (hope) he is doing something about it now... Will find out when I get home... Otherwise I will nick his phone and try and find the guys home number...

I'm reasonably sure with all the information you've given to us on this forum we could steal your identity, your car, your dad's car and squat in your house with relative ease.

You really need to hold back a bit.
 
Just hide your dads keys & tell him you'll swap them for your car. Alternatively find out where it is & then go & throw his keys over the gates.
 
Solution:
Buy a car yourself as you clearly have the resources. Pay your own way for everything (including rent for your room) thus aggressive control freak then has no legs to stand on (like the guy fixing your car....).
 
Seems the almighty argument yesterday did the trick. He not only made phone calls, but also went to the car and put the front end back together for me, so that he can give me a lift up there later and drive it home. :D
 
Wouldn't fancy driving that polo again after it's been crashed, held hostage by gaurd dogs and then botched back together by your dad and his buddy with a blow torch and some gaffa tape. Panels will probably start flying off when u take it up to 70 on the motorway :p
Just sell it and buy your own car that u want. = end of problems
 
Wouldn't fancy driving that polo again after it's been crashed, held hostage by gaurd dogs and then botched back together by your dad and his buddy with a blow torch and some gaffa tape. Panels will probably start flying off when u take it up to 70 on the motorway :p
Just sell it and buy your own car that u want. = end of problems

The work looks OK, and I already went out and swapped the screws round that were in the wrong places, and so on... Lol
 
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