So I finally convince SWBO that we should go to Grimesthorpe Castle in the van rather than her car and given its prodigious thirst decided to fill up. Quarter of a mile later loads of smoke and its splutters to a stop. The smoke smelt a bit suss which was confirmed by the fuel receipt , I had put in £40 of diesel. Woe thrice woe. I was soon surrounded by experts. I rigged up a gravity feed from a 5 litre can and limped to the garage where I work and spent the rest of a sunny bank holiday sweating and cursing.
Thank ee kindly. No damage just pride and the constant look of dismain from she who would rather have a Hymer
Does a chap good to be a numpty now and again - That wry smile from the other half is priceless isn't it?
I've done that but the other way round put petrol in the diesel car as we swapped vehicles last minute and I'd still got the bay in my head. Then broke the bay towing the the car back home. Not a good day.