The never ending story.

So another weekend, another car mishap. This time en route to Durbs in Toots with a couple of the teachers for good measure. We noticed some scraping noises as we went over bumps but decided to ignore them. However when a fifth person got in at Mtuba (still 3 hours from Durban), it was continuous and couldn't be ignored. Particularly when we identified it as the right rear wheel scraping off the car. Even I could see that that wasn't a good thing. Having dismissed the idea of leaving one of our party in the middle of nowhere there was some skilled reorganisation of weight and the noise again became intermittent. A nerve-racking drive later and we arrived safely in Durban. The next day I high-tailed it to a garage where initially the mechanics reassured me that this was 'completely normal' but after some persuasion had a look and conceded that our 'shocks were buggered' (that's the suspension to you and me). Probably a result of one too many pothole incidents.