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About four years ago, in Spain, we were pulling into apeage lane when we heard the most dreadful scraping sound. It sounded as though we had torn a hole in the side of the motorhome so I stopped, got out fearing the worst and went around to the passenger side of the vehicle.
Fortunately, it was not as bad as I had anticipated: the cause of the noise was the step scraping violently along the kerb. I backed up and, much to my relief, was able to
