DMcL was not at his workshop, but TPR and I knew what to do.

We drove the car onto the raised platform, shifted our weight to prevent it wobbling off, then jumped down over the pillows and cushions. DMcL could take a look at the car later.

Afterwards we wandered down to the harbour hand-in hand to take a quick look at the castle, then watch the amber light hit the mountains as the sun set over the sea on the far horizon.