If only it were that simple.

This evening has been rather strange... We got home from work and found a card on our mat confirming Karen's racing seat had tried to be delivered. So I set about preparing to retrieve it from a local parcel depot. before I managed to get very far, a neighbour knocked on the door and handed us another parcel. This turned out to be the 5 point Sabelt Harness. A little later another knock on the door from another neighbour. She was looking after a parcel for us, and when I collected the heavy thing from next door it turned out to be four new brake discs. Looks like Karen's going to be representing the local community at this rate.

Having sorted all that, I got to the parcel depot and collected the big box containing the seat. It wouldn't fit in the back of my Impreza! I had no choice but to remove the seat from the box and sit that in the front passenger seat. I was then able to deform the box enough to squeeze it across the back seats. Phew!

It's getting a bit crowded in our house, with boxes of bits everywhere. It's a good job we're buying a bigger house with a double garage and more room for racing gubbins. The only trouble is it means more stress. I've got a funny feeling everyone will want to move on the Easter weekend - The date of the first races!