WEIGHTY PROBLEMS
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The Hawk has always maintained that fellow drivers of Reliant Robins must be well balanced individuals. Well now 43-year-old trucker Tom Lofthouse from Selby, North Yorks, has proved him right, quite literallNo. Every time he takes a trip out in his Robin, 20-stone Tom is accompanied by a fourstone bag of spuds in the passenger seat to ensure that the three-wheeler does not tip over under his weight.
Tom was forced to resort to the murphies, after his wife Diane—rather unfairly, in my opinion—refused to get into the car on the grounds that she hated it. Poor deluded woman, doesn't know what she's missing (a very astute woman from the sounds of it—Ed). Until Tom came up with the potato solution he was worried that he might have to give up his precious motor as it leaned alarmingly whenever he drove it on his own.
"The potatoes work wonders, because I can get the weight just right, and they last ages without going off," says Tom, who drives an artic for his daily bread (and potatoes): "My Robin's the best car in the world--it's so cheap to run. I can put a tenner's worth of petrol in it and it goes for a month. It does 60mpg and costs sixty quid a year in road tax. You can't beat that."
Couldn't have put it better myself. What a splendidly ins!ghtful chap! Now all Tom and The Hawk have to do is convince the rest of the world about the wonders of the tiniest jam-jar. It's worth its weight in—well, potatoes!