Apart from breaking my foot, dog trashing our house and finding some structural issues with our holiday home I had a cr@p time but just to put the icing on the cake I managed to pick up a puncture, thankfully (you might have thought) in the
MCS which had RFTs.
On my way to the airport, the car was suffering from a bit more understeer than usual so I booted it through a fair few corners thinking it was dust from the track up to our house, not realising for a couple of klicks that I'd actually picked up a puncture. The puncture indicator perked up about half an hour/25 klicks later - useful warning that. Not!
Anyway, to cut a couple of very frustrating days out of the story I end up at the BMW stealer (Guarnieri) in Malaga desperate for two RFTS to enable me to get home as every tyre dealer I'd been to either couldn't get RFTs (none is Spain, Portugal or France), couldn't get a similar sized standard tyre or wouldn't even consider fitting normal tyres.
The Stealer (and I use the term advisedly) couldn't locate any either and was quoting a two week lead time. Not good. In desperation I asked if they had the same wheel/tyre combination currently on the car (R105s) which he didn't but could get them in a week - no good as I needed to get home.
I ended up having to buy four new wheels and tyres, get my old wheels hoiked back to the UK and ended up paying £2k for the privilege. Talk about getting raped.
The worst thing was when we got back and I hobbled up to the shed only to find some scrubbed (read track day specials) 18" tyres from my old Scoob which I could have been brought out by a mate for less money plus he'd get a couple of days in the sun. D'oh.
MORAL OF THE STORY?
If its going to go wrong, its going to continue to go wrong.
Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, it does.
If anyone wants to buy some mint wheels/tyres for a steal (keeping it in context) then look on the classifieds section.
If you're planning a trip to Spain be advised that getting hold of new rubber isn't that easy.