It was Tuesday morning, the Land Rover was packed full to bursting and we set off from our home in Central France, destination: Bavaria. We were due to meet friends at a camp site in Badkissengen the following evening.Two hours later, having stopped at a toll booth, ’im-who-thinks-he’s-in-charge , aka Darren (hubby), noticed a problem. We parked up to find coolant literally pouring from the radiator. On further inspection it became clear there was no way the Landy was going to make it to Bavaria anytime that week.After a temporary r...