Dafta than I look an old school mate lent me his gold R.R. for my parents gold wedding . He brought it at 8am is a builder trying to stop smoking, cement in the boot, chewing gum stuck on the dash , salted nuts in the carpet , sweet wrappers down the door pockets and across the dash , battery guard in boot under a cement bag . I checked the oil it was almost empty . After 5 litres of oil and 2 days solid work it began to shine . I gave him £100/- for the loan of it asked why do you treat it like a dog and was told its a car nothing else used it after the gold wedding and went through the tyne tunnel but forgot how much it was and handed the chap the wrong amount he said you tight arse bugger you may have a bloody Rolls but you can pay the same as anyone else ( well worth a try ) gave it back to my mate and he claims it had never been that clean in its life told me you are well known for keeping your cars spotless you didnt think I was going to clean it for you did you . He got his R.R. cleaned and checked over with a 100 quid chucked in . Need my brain checking he caught me with my pants down .Still got a laugh out of it I filled a plastic can with petrol went to my mates in Bedlington N/umberland he is touchy about the the people in the area he jumped in quickly lets go I opened the boot and filled the sparkling Rolls with a gallon from the plastic can shouting by hell petrols costly these days everyone was looking out of their windows he got red in the face . You bastard you did that on purpose didnt you . Could not stop laughing , then asked if his wife would get in the back just to see if a Rolls windows would steam up and yes we are still mates .