Saturday - I retrieve The Bella Sofia from the dealer and begin the anticipated long but thrilling drive 500 miles north back to the outpost we inhabit. We zip up the M6 for a bit and then decide to snake a bit across the lovely autumnal Derbyshire Dales with a view to finding a country hotel in Yorkshire for the night. We are admittedly rather the worse for wear as the previous evening was Other Half's 30 year reunion and I was shamefully merry. Or drunk. Whatever.
200 miles under our wheels and there is an electronic beeping and a flashing warning on the dashboard. Horrors!! MOTOR CONTROL SYSTEM FAILURE. I shriek.... the car does not appear to lose power, or indeed show any signs of being unwell, but the message and the beeping is definite. We pull in to a hotel car park and summon the RAC.
After a long time and much yelling down the phone at the Birmingham Dealer (no names but they are in Knowle) the Chap in the Orange Van arrives and plugs in his laptop to Sofia's underneath. Indeed it does display a coded fault, but this appears to be due to a sensor failure rather than an actual real problem. The computer thinks something is wrong when in fact it is the computer that is wrong. RAC Chap resets, suggests I take her to a dealer on Monday for a new sensor, and departs.
Back on the road we go, first spending a night in the fab Ripon Spa Hotel which deserves a name check for the brilliantly friendly staff and amusing croquet party that kept us very entertained.
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