So, trip to Glasgow arranged. Car booked in at a far more reasonable £150. Happy days. Except I made the mistake of mentioning said trip to Mrs. Nef, who thought coming along, and spending the waiting time mooching around Glasgow city centre would be fun. I think you can see where this is going...
In the end, the Merc is now serviced and Mrs Nef has a Vivienne Westwood coat. The hole in my wallet is substantially larger than if I'd just paid the main dealer in the first place
