Just before Easter, the exhaust fell off the car.

Well, the rear silencer to be precise. A turn of events that leaves a sizable hole in your bank balance, with no discernible silver lining, beyond no longer sounding like Jenson Button is driving down the road.

But on this occasion, Emma had other ideas.

So we returned from our local tyre and exhaust place, not just quietly (thanks to the new rear silencer), but also with a car full of free olds tyres.

And over the Easter weekend, the overgrown strip of grass/nettles/brambles nearest the kitchen door was transformed into a definitely not too shabby tyre planter herb garden.

Just maybe the car should breakdown more often!