OK, me not happy. Clutch cable snaps in the middle of deepest rural Cheshire. However AA (sic) top geezer arrives in very large loader down very small lane & does a great job securing the car & looking after it. I learn he’s an over-achieving Scouse bin man and it all gets a bit surreal on the way back. Another AA chappie meets us back @ base & sticks a temporary clutch cable in. He shares a lot of personal issues with the Fossil & I then leaves. I also notice that the front wheels have completely worn through the wheel arches where they have been on full lock. This probably isn’t good.