Eight years ago today this turd landed at mine. Tomorrow I will apply for historic tax and, judging by the complete lack of progress on the Mini, proceed to use it over the next few months.
Both the other cars in this photo since sold and scrapped, the house SSTC and and my lovely friend Emma has moved onto a better place. Then again she lived in Hemel, so a move to Strangeways would have been a positive move.
Happy bASe day, fellow motorist.
Spring has sprung, so it was time to awaken the Sierra from its slumber. The usual challenges were awaiting; Petrol runs back into the tank after a few days and - on the basis it's been parked for a couple of months - many crankings were to be required. This necessitated hooking up my mains powered charger, enabling BOOST function and giving 10 minutes before a bit of serious crankin' (no g). It started with relative ease once fuel reached the carb, settled quickly and within 5 minutes we were out and off.
Things have deteriorated with all four doors. The two offsides will be replaced, but I'm hoping the nearsides can be wobbed and painted. Initially, my plan was to just red oxide the doors and just let the whole car age gracefully. However, these two offside doors are half the wrong colour and will need to be sprayed to avoid looking cunty, so it might as well have four doors in the right colour.
It will go to 'the man' just as soon as the Mini is back. I cornered him earlier and, quelle surprise, he's not started it yet. Monday he says. I will doorstep him again next week "just to see how you're getting on" and keep up the pressure. I understand he's busy, but would just prefer people to say "Mate - I can't take this on" than "yeah yeah no worries". I think he already regrets saying yes tbh, but hopefully he'll see it through.
