I've had the Bonneville exactly a year, which means it is due for another year's road tax. I tried to do it online, but the system had the vapours and said it had no current MoT. I knew for a fact that it did, but as I would need one within the month anyway I took it back to the supplying dealer for the test. For one thing, he told me that the 'Not For Road Use' silencers would sail through an MoT, so I knew if I took it to him I would have some comeback if they failed.
As it happened, it flew through the test. And so it should - it's in near-perfect condition, and I had checked all the test items within the last week, so I knew it was match-fit.
So why, when I kept looking through the viewing window in the shop, did I have a feeling of dread? It happens every time, whatever vehicle I take for test. I assume it will fail, and fail expensively, even if I have checked everything twice and then double-checked the first checks. I'm sure there will be something. I always assume the worst. That's strange, really, because in everyday life I am fairly optimistic. I assume things will turn out OK, and they usually do.
The nearest I ever came to kissing a man was in 1971, when an elderly and rather portly gentleman gave me a pink slip when I passed my driving test. I didn't give in to the urge then, and I haven't since, but when any bloke, no matter how greasy or unsociable, gives me an MoT pass certificate, I want to hug him at the least.
If I ever find a female MoT tester, my problems will be solved.