After the shenanigans with the exhaust pipe, which fortunately happened while I was still based at the mammy’s house and not while we were out in the middle of nowhere, Herman behaved himself in exemplary fashion for the rest of our journeying round the west of Ireland.
Here are a few miscellaneous photos from the rest of the holiday. As ever they are selected not for their artistic merit, but for the fact that they happen to have Herman’s ugly mug in shot.
OK. I know i said Herman behaved himself in exemplary fashion for the rest of the trip, but there was one minor incident. It was more my fault though, so I didnae really blame Herman for it. We pulled in to get some diesel, just after leaving Achill Island and I yanked the handbrake on a bit too hard and the end of the cable popped out at the lever. So cue twenty minutes or so with the Leatherman, while I fixed it back together again.