Revenge of the D3 of Doom

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Just when I thought all was well....

'Trundling' up the A9 just south of Inverness on Wednesday, when I heard a slipping belt noise.. Thought nothing of it as a slightly aged Focus was passing me at the time.

Noise appeared again a half mile further on which caused a raised eyebrow, then a slightly more vocal exclamation when I discovered that I had no power steering on a bend (thankfully a dual carriageway, not some of the very B roads I had been tearing up over the previous few days). Alternator light then came on and joy-oh-joy thought I.

Initially I just suspected a snapped or slipping belt, but when I got it up to Highland Audi (10 minutes up the road) and looked under the bonnet, sure enough, the belt had snapped, but there was shrapnel and green gunk all over the engine bay!

Quick visual inspection by a mechanic confirmed it.. The aircon compressor had self destructed and spewed bits of itself everywhere.

My poor D3 is now sitting in Inverness waiting on a new compressor to come from Germany (thank fook for the warranty!). Had to hire the "Qashquai of Doom" to go back down to Glasgow and pick up the D2, and the missus reckons she set off a speed camera on the A9 as well!

Holidays! Ha! Who needs em!

Still, means I get a week or so in the D2 again