Just before Christmas, I had problems with my car’s brakes, which meant an expensive visit to the garage. Last weekend I noticed that I could hear a rubbing sound from the left side of the car that varied with its speed. I arranged for the garage to look at it today. I half expected to have to argue that something must not have been fitted properly when they had it last.
I rang up this afternoon for an update, expecting to hear a catalogue of things that were wrong, only to be pleasantly surprised to be told that my car was on its way back. It turns out that there was a small build up of rust on the back of the rear brake disc that was rubbing on the brake disc.
It must be the only time I’ve had work done on a car for nothing.