I received a reply while idly picking my nose, which is one of those details that I probably shouldn't have mentioned.
"Good evening. Yes the car is still available. There has been no interest because nobody likes them."
This was very unexpected.
After wiping my current haul of nose gold onto a piece of kitchen roll, which was then thrown into the bin which was almost sixteen feet away ON MY FIRST TRY, I sent a prompt and polite response.
"Well fuck everyone else in the world that isn't me and you mate, I think it's lovely. If you can get an MOT on it, I'd be happy to buy it."
And so to today.
Had a terrible dream where the pope was watching me have a poo. Can only get better from here.