
As we drove along, the trailer was bouncing around loosening the nuts holding the tailplate on. By Bwlch, bits of it were falling off - first the foglamp, then the reflector and then the tailplate itself. J drove on blissfully unaware and in a world of his own leaving a trail of plastic as it dragged noisily along the road. I trailed behind flashing my headlamps, tooting the horn for 4 miles until he noticed and stopped to inspect the damage..

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