Yesterday nearly got very interesting indeed.
I’d had to drive over to Chesham for a day in the proper office, and on the way the car had started making some very dodgy noises, although it was all running OK. From the noises, and when they happened, I was fairly sure it was an issue with the turbo.
As a result, I rang up the Saab garage, and booked it in for a checkup on Tuesday, which was the first day they had available.
On the way home, the noises were worse, so I was driving more carefully (and a bit slower) than usual.
I got to the Leighton Buzzard bypass (having avoided the M1 on a Friday evening – can’t think why I might’ve wanted to that) and whatever had been weakening let go, dumping a shitload of smoke and gunk over the road – which must’ve been interesting for the poor bugger behind me, to say the least.
I’ve managed to nurse it home – taking it slowly, accelerating without hitting the turbo ranges etc. – so it’s parked up outside the house, and I’ll be somehow getting it to the garage over the weekend (when the traffic is quieter, in case things go horribly wrong) in order to get it sorted on Tuesday. In the meantime, I’ve also reserved a hire car for next week, and we’ll see how things go from there.
I don’t yet know whether I’ll get it repaired/replaced, or look for something new – a lot of it will depend on what the costs are for fixing it, really. So I’ll know more later in the week, and work from there.
In honesty, I could’ve done without the hassle – but it’s something I can deal with without crippling me, and that’s no bad thing.