I guess I’ve finally been initiated into the ownership of a British made car. Mr Ed my classic Mini Cooper decided not to start this morning. Of course this was a morning where I slept in, decided to drop the girls off at school, and was running late.

Seems the car was cranky on the starting and the battery weak on the juice. A bad combination all around. Mr Ed is currently recuperating in the garage attached to the life support system, aka battery charger.

Now, here is a skit done on Fawlty Towers that fits what happened this morning. Except instead of a British accent I used a decidedly loud American one. (-: