R.I.P. 'XDU' (Pronounced 'X'udu)

It was shortlived but we thoroughly enjoyed driving you my friend. It's a shame that it was going to cost more than you were worth (financially not emotionally) to get you through your yearly M.O.T (roadworthiness test). Frankly, after 133,656 miles (214,000km) we shouldn't have been suprised, and yet we were. Why? Because you were the (blue) rock.

Nevertheless we really enjoyed our time with you and our only regret is that it couldn't have lasted longer. You took us to Cardiff to watch the Boks last year and you were there with us up in the Cotswolds when Robyn and I got engaged. Not to mention the number of little trips around town and arduous runs to Sainsbury's when you so readily lugged all our groceries home with you. We will miss you.

You never mentioned whether we should sell your parts for scrap or simply take you to that creepy place down by the river where the only things that ever come out are coke can sized pieces of compressed metal. You can rest assured though, that we will do whatever we think would suit you best.

Go well XDU.