I've got hold of my mate and we're back again tomorrow morning. We've got him to drop the price 500€ because of this bracket and the state of the tyres. Oh, and get this, if I do buy the car we then have fill out a vehicle purchase agreement (I have two...)we then have to go to his local glavni bilježnik (somewhere between notary public and licensed criminal) who will accept the form (along with a fee) and stamp one of the booklets. Because it's registered in another county I have to drive it back here, take the registration plates off & take them back to the guy. We then have to go to his local registration office and get a piece of paper to say that I have surrendered the plates to him. Then I have to take this piece of paper, along with the two booklets that always accompany a vehicle, to my local registration office (the guy who runs this is nationally known to be a complete arsehole) who will then (begrudgingly) issue me with shiny new plates with "ZG" on them. They will, of course, all charge me handsomely for doing almost nothing at all.
And people don't bother sending log books off to DVLA
Meanwhile, in a shock return to the original subject of this thread

I've been back to see my physio. Finally. He is pleased with my progress and tells me that this will give me a better chance in the future (yes, this guy really did insist I needed an operation...). I have some more therapy starting on the 6th involving suction

and short-wave radiation (NOT microwave, he says

). I can stop taking the diazepam now. Oh, and I must give up smoking because it is drying my disks out and exacerbating the problem.
Pass me my jacket please, is the white one with the long arms with no holes in the end, ta.