It's that time of year again.
The balmy, sunny days, the smell of wild flowers, the chirping of the birds, the rasp of angle grinder and the crackle of welder.
Yes, it's MoT time. Again.
And how nice to see some old friends. The ones I welded in last year that now look like gruyere cheese. If the holes get any bigger my car will sound like a windchime...
