While in Blackpool with my 9 year old lad last year I made an impulse bid on a bike for him which was located in Huddersfield. Figured it was about a three hour round trip so contacted the seller immediately in the hope I could collect it that night. Unfortunately he wasn’t able to meet until the day I was due to head home (which was a 5 hour drive in the opposite direction).
Time and place agreed, I set off with cash in hand and duly arrived at midday as agreed. After knocking several times a young lad, who I had obviously just woken up, answered the door to inform me that the seller no longer lived there. Not a problem I said, I’ll just take the bike and leave the cash for him to collect. 10 minutes of searching then ensued, only to be told that another of the flatmates must have “borrowed” the bike to get to uni but he might be back in a couple of hours. 😥
Needless to say the form on the drive home wasn’t good (and was only made worse by a poor decision to carry on through Leeds and up the M1 rather than back the way I came). What should have been straight forward 5 hour journey home ended up nearly double that.