Went and saw Dad on Friday. He reckons he can fix it pretty easily with a little help from a teenage boy or two, so we're going to head up to the farm next weekend and get it sorted.
In the mean time, I'm going to get a quote from a smash repairer and give it to the lady who hit me. I'll let her decide if she wants to cover any or all of the cost for whatever needs doing at the smash repairs. If she chooses to pay, I'll be able to get my dad a nice present instead of paying someone else I guess. I think I'll still need to replace the bumper though. We'll see how it looks when Dad's finished with it. He's a pretty handy bloke.
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