The saga continues...

Basically the battle has been take to three fronts since I last updated this thread. The first front has yielded some success too - basically the VW garage that originally tried to fix the problem have admitted getting it wrong with two successive diagnosis of the problem I was having, and after a thorough re-examination by their quality control chaps, they've offered to fix the car so it's safe and roadworthy for free if I pay for the parts. Estimated at £145 for me then, with 8-10hrs labour for free

The final opinion of the garage is basically that the previous owner has tried to lower the car by chopping the springs, and then not getting it tracked etc. So the steering geometry is totally wrong, and the car therefore reacts incorrectly as the front wheels are at a height the steering is not adjusted to control properly. So they're going to replace the springs and return the car to it's correct out-the-factory ride height. In addition they're going to replace wishbone and rear axle bushes and anything else that has perished or breaks when they take it apart. Keep in mind they were asking me to get the whole suspension system, plus the steering UJ replaced just a couple of days ago

So that's good I suppose - provided the car is cool after that of course. I'll still have spent almost £800 in garage bills in two weeks, but atleast it's looking like it might be fixed soonish.
I was away for the weekend, and whilst I was away my mam (who has been really traumatised by my bad luck here

) went on the rampage. She rang the lad I bought the car off and gave him a right bollocking, demanding money back or else. Seemingly he sounded like he'd shat his kecks and said he'd speak to his dad as he'd spent the money already

Lo and behold, his old man rings up in a proper radge, but didn't reckon on dealing with my mam (think Robocop in a really bad mood). Turns out some of what his son had told me was balls, namely that he'd been using it daily up until recently - it had indeed been off road for a while as he'd been unable to get insured for it (a quick flick in the FSH I have and I found a summons to the local police station for him). Basically me mam implied he must have got his driving licence from the same place as Stevie Wonder if he didn't noticed the car's horrific handling qualities. Anyway, the dad rang off claiming we didn't have a leg to stand on etc and we wouldn't see any money back at all.
There's one more trick up my mam's sleeve, I won't mention it here just in case. I'll talk about once it's happened. But it could be good

Anyway, fingers crossed that the head honcho of Scotswood service is correct, then I should have a car I can FINALLY enjoy this weekend.