It was in the Spring of 2005 when I too developed this incredible itch for a new set of wheels. Before long I had convinced myself that this itch could only be scratched with ONE vehicle – A Land Rover Discovery V8 ES.
After a brief search I found an immaculate demo unit and promptly proceeded to sell my Colt to a buddy and get all the paperwork done to make this Landy mine!
My excitement was however short lived (very short!) when, on the day of collection, I found my new baby – all polished up and spotless – on the showroom floor, with a big puddle of petrol under it.
The salesman had the excuses lined up and ready and promptly organized a replacement Disco for me to go home with. (SWAMBO had just dropped me off and left as, in her financial mind, I had not ticked all the boxes with this acquisition).

I was not a happy chappy!
So, next morning I drop the kids at the crèche with the loan Disco. When I tried to leave there – nothing – bôkkerol – just lights blinking and nothing more. I had to lock it there and “klap-‘n-toon” home. Imagine the embarrassment! The Disco was later removed on a flatbed.
My relationship with Land Rover only lasted about 16 months and after an engine oil leak, gearbox oil leak, transfer case oil leak, etc, etc, I cut it short and got the pajie before the maintenance plan would run out.
Yes, this was still the Disco 2, and SOME SAY

, the Disco 3,4 is much better.
I can only wish you the best of luck CATS!
(PS – try to stay within towing distance to the dealer for the first few months!)
