Went to garage this morning. It's quite far out so I had my bike with me to cycle to a place where I could work while I waited. They called me once to discuss ordering the oil seals for the back. I said sure, order them (it was in this time to sort out the front brakes).
Cycled back to the garage.
French garage: We need to order oil seals.
Me: I know - we discussed this. Go ahead. I'll bring it back in once you have them.
French garage: Okay, we'll sort out the front brakes then too.
Me: Wait, what, why didn't you do it now?!? What have you been doing for two hours?
French garage: Well, we found that the back brakes had oil on and we need to order parts.
Me: I know! We discussed this, but why didn't you sort out the front brakes, which is what it was in for!??
French garage: But we found an oil leak at the back and needed to order parts. Anyway we don't really do 4x4s ... call this number. Maybe he can help you out?
I swear to god that living in France is taking years off my life.
Spoke to a Swiss garage - he said they can perhaps do it next week but it'll probably cost 1000 CHF.
