Are you ready for an update? 
Yesterday I picked my friend up at the garage as promised. Car mechanic guy was out and about, the garage was packed and everybody was pretty busy. I brought her back just before closing. Things were still hectic. The boss's wife apologised for not being able to make an appointment sooner and was very sweet. It's obvious their week's AL has entailed a backlog of work for them.
The owner turns up and greets me. Car mechanic guy comes out to help him. He doesn't look at me and doesn't say hello. My friend was indignant. Way more than me TBH. 
They are on the point of closing the garage and the boss's wife leaves. The boss asks me to stay for a drink. Car mechanic man is having to work after hours on a neighbour's car. My friend leaves, bless her! So I'm sat with the boss and car mechanic's older brother having a drink, or two or three... I find out the brother has two kids and I nonchalantly ask if they all have kids. No, no my younger brother doesn't. Since his longterm girlfriend split up he's too busy switching girlfriends and he's in-between women at present.
OK, interesting.
Car mechanic and neighbour join us for a drink. Atmosphere is relaxed and smiley. I feel at ease. He goes back to finish job.
More whisky. Owner is discretely hitting on me in the nicest possible way. He asks about my future ex husband. I tell him he's being a pain. He tells me he thought he was acting unpleasant and weird the last times he saw him. Good to know.
Finally, the car's done. Hurrah! Car mechanic comes back. Strips to his boxer shorts in front of me to wash and change. He sits down beside me and more drinks are served. He tells me he bought a dog to fill the void since his girlfriend left him. Fascinating! 
Plenty of eye contact and smiling. It felt as though he was relaxed and natural. TBH I was happy just to spend some time hanging out to just get a feel for things. I hardly know the guy.
His mother called him twice. The neighbour had to get back. The owner wanted to close shop and offered to drive me home. Garage chap said he'd drive me. It was around 9.30pm. He left his motorbike at the garage and took my car. I was very, very drunk. In the car he asked me how my future ex husband was behaving. I told him he was being a pain. I asked him about what had happened to him and he told me his girlfriend, after seven years, had left him, pretexting she wanted to concentrate on her work, clearly the break up was hard for him.
I was taken aback that he knew the way to my home and my address. I asked him how he knew the road so well and he replied, laughing, it was thanks to the GPS. There was no GPS. I don't think he's been there before.
Something could have happened in the car. It was bloody obvious. However on parking the car I saw that the neighbour chap, who's car he'd been working on, had followed us in his car. Obviously he had to take take car mechanic back to the garage so that he could pick up his motorbike and the boss could lock up.
I gave him a hug. He held me for a few seconds. They both took me into my home, checked everything was ok and then left.
And then I might have passed out a little!
So?