All seemed to go well after that though & we've been for a nice quiet drive with no knocking & banging finally (could have been so easily prevented, the gaiter had split and the grease inside had turned to grinding paste so no wonder it wore out so quickly, it was fine only 2500 miles ago when we got the car!). Then as we returned home I heard a hissing sound and guess what, nice fat nail in one of the front tyres... only saving grace to that part of the day's saga is that I wasn't 100% happy with the tyre anyway, it's a Michelin with loads of tread but the sidewall isn't the nicest so I'm not too broken hearted. Even less so because somebody dumped a rusty 14" wheel in my garden the other day, with a brand new, inflated conti contact tyre on it that must have all of 2 miles of use on it... All in all, a bitter sweet day... Also just had the news that the kids are going to their nana & granddad's tonight so we'll have a bit of peace later.
Suppose I can swallow the ballache the swivel gave me, just as long as the rear brake pipes release cleanly from the wheel cylinders on the morrow & don't try to turn with the flare nuts... They've had a good clean up & a few days being regularly doused in penetrating fluid so I've got as much chance of saving the pipes as possible