Or, to put it another way, know that Macfrizz was from her womb-like van untimely ripped.
Or, to be entirely clear about the matter, the garage man phoned to tell me the van had failed its MOT and it would cost at least £600 to bodge a solution to get it to pass, a grand minimum to do the work properly. Cause of death: all four jacking points rusted out.
Time of death: 16:16. I saw it clearly on the digital clock on the stove as before the figures blurred as my eyes filled with tears. I cannot, of course, afford either of those sums. So no more van.
Date of death: 14:12:07.
I loved my van.