I meant to post this before Christmas but totally forgot. My 216 decided to take a sabbatical from working at the end of November, so a mate of mine said "I've got just the car for you". Only problem was, he was in Chatteris, I'm in Cornwall. At that point, you were allowed to travel, and he lived in a Tier 2 area which meant green light go. So, me, the wife and the 9 year old phone screen goblin piled into herself's Rover 75 diseasel and headed for Chatteris.
Arrived at the destination after an uneventful drive in the Rover. Remained socially distanced, had a chat and drove off, wife and son in the Rover, me in the Skoda. Now, before we go any further, let's talk a bit about the car.
It's a bottom of the range, mingebag basic Fabia Classic. It's an estate, fitted with the old Skoda OHV engine that was around when God was a slip of a lad. What's amazing is someone walked into a Skoda dealership, specified this trim level, ticked Fantasy Green on the order form but obviously thought "Classic" trim level may have been a bit mean. True, it still has exercise windows and independent locking but the original owner must have said "Oooh we're a bit flush this week Gladys, let's live a little" and selected a CD player and air conditioning from the options list.
A pretty uneventful drive home, except the temperature gauge didn't work properly which, like my old Felicia, turned out to be the sensor in the thermostat housing. So a new thermostat and temperature sensor fitted and all is well. The only other issue is some vibration from the front end. Otherwise drives fine. Rover also made it home with no issues.
Some git had nicked the F from the badge, so I fixed* it accordingly.
Look at that powerhouse
The day after we got back, everywhere got moved up a tier so wouldn't have been able to get it any other time. Then of course, ERMAHGERD LERKDERN happened. I've named the car Listerine.