After some master detective work (phoning the hospital) I managed to find out how Gary’s mum was and that his dad had recently left. Finally we managed to contact him and it turned out that he was actually at Gary’s house so we could get in! We rushed off to go and get Gary’s V5 but on the way my top box decided to jump off its fixing plate on to the road, luckily there were no cars behind me and my top box (and a potentially expensive insurance bill) were spared, however it is now covered in scratches, poor top box. 
Annette 15:18 on October 4, 2009 Permalink
Excuse me! who found Gary’s mum and dad? please give credit where it is due. Mum to the rescue I think. Did you actually need the5′s after all that trouble? POOR TOP BOX. Love Mum XX
Gen 18:10 on October 5, 2009 Permalink
Well… you are almost me and it was easier to type “I” rather than “my mum”!
We haven’t needed the V5 as yet, but then we haven’t been pulled over by any police yet.