I'll Do Anything To Get Out of The House - Further Small Adventures in Little Peugeots

[The Moog]

Glad to see that you are balancing brandy with water.... The sign of an adult.

 

Well done that man - a one man banger rally that didn't involve a wacky costume

[drum]

Top wheel deliverage too.

Many thank yous

[Jim Bell]

Smoll cars, large Brandys.

[Bucketeer]

banger

 

[Bucketeer]

Here it is in all it's glory. It's the ex Cavcraft/KruJoe/Spartacus 106 1.4 diesel that Joe won back in the recent roffle. I'm going to look after it for a month or so until it's next custodian returns to these isles.

 

 

 

 

 

It has some character to the paintwork.

 

 

 

 

I'm sure it'll all polish out.

 

 

The girlfriend has just had a drive and declared it 'alright actually', which is high praise from her for one of my old shitboxes.

 

 

I calculated the MPGs for the journey home. I'm not sure it's a completely accurate figure but it came out at 7000mpg.

 

Other than a grumbly wheel bearing and sticky tennis racket grip tape on the steering wheel the car is pretty much perfect. I love it already. Spartacus did an oil and filter change on it yesterday before dropping the car off to me in Sheffield, which is a measure of the man.

It's plenty quick enough for me (much faster feeling than the official 0-60mph time of 21 seconds suggests), it cruises great on the motorway at any speed you see fit.

 

Plenty much thanks have to go to everyone who joined in or helped with my little jaunt. KruJoe, Explosive_cabbage, Spartacus, Tickman, Drum, sims00, and (unwittingly) Clayts450.

Also many thanks to everyone else who offered brews, breakfasts and whatever that I unfortunately couldn't take up.

[The Moog]

 

 

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It's what the normies call it. For us afficiandos it's just a drive init.

[Lord Sterling]

Nice. From one light Blue Peugeot to another. It's like you've gone slightly up in the world in a early 90s way.

[spartacus]

Good to see you again Alex and I'm pleased you got back OK, although I never doubted the car!

I'm also surprised by that 0-60 time, it never felt like a complete other in modern traffic and when that bearing isn't whining it's a fairly quiet smooth drive.

[Twiggy]

I will be arriving in somewhere called 'Manchester' within the hour. I've been reading up on the place to familiarise myself.

 

"Manchester is a small provincial market town located in the lush tropical climes of the north of England. It is a multicultural melting pot of nationalities, race and religion. And Hairnet.

Manchester has a bustling array of shops and restaurants, including a greengrocers and 47 Greggs. The locals, known as Manchurians, are small and meek. This is due to their exclusive diet of pastry, cake and dripping.

Manchester can be difficult to find. It is best to head for the major transport hub of Altrincham, and then ask a local for directions, as signposts were only introduced to the North last year and they are all written in Northern rather than English.

The town is situated in a deep volcanic basin which gives it it's own microclimate. Summers can be almost unbearably hot, temperatures have been recorded as high as 12.6°C. Most of the local folk wear large brimmed sombreros and ride donkeys to counter the sweltering heat.

Out of the dozens and dozens of tourists that visit Manchester every year, 100% said that they might come back again, but might not. Lavish praise heaped upon the town includes 'it's alright but it's no Huddersfield' and 'was that it?'.

Hotel rooms can be had for as little as one person, and flights are cheap and frequent to nearby Gatwick Airport."

 

Brilliant !

[The Moog]

 

 

Here it is in all it's glory. It's the ex Cavcraft/KruJoe/Spartacus 106 1.4 diesel that Joe won back in the recent roffle. I'm going to look after it for a month or so until it's next custodian returns to these isles.

 

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It has some character to the paintwork.

 

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I'm sure it'll all polish out.

 

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The girlfriend has just had a drive and declared it 'alright actually', which is high praise from her for one of my old shitboxes.

 

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It's plenty quick enough for me (much faster feeling than the official 0-60mph time of 21 seconds suggests), it cruises great on the motorway at any speed you see fit.

 

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Might stand a chance of beating you in the autosolo then!

[Bucketeer]

Twiggy, I barely remember writing that. Sleep deprivation was kicking in yo.

 

 

 

Might stand a chance of beating you in the autosolo then!

Your cars are the only ones I feel comfortable ragging round an autosolo.

 

 

I'm just off out now to have a bez down my favourite windy forest road to see how fun this little thing is. I'm looking forward to comparing it to my previous 205 and AXs. This is my first 106 and also my first little PSA diesel.

I desperately want to try an AX diesel now too.

[bramz7]

Good luck getting an AX diesel, some bloke in SE London seems to buy them all and hordes them around an estate near Greenwich. I wish that was a joke...

[The Moog]

 

 

Your cars are the only ones I feel comfortable ragging round an autosolo.

 

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Waggles mx5 keys.

 

I am off to ormskirk motorshow on sun to do autosolo - it's free. Can see if there are places if you want??

[Guest Hooli]

Good luck getting an AX diesel, some bloke in SE London seems to buy them all and hordes them around an estate near Greenwich. I wish that was a joke...

 

I heard a rumour he sells them again if they are bloo

[Bucketeer]

TBF if I had the money, I would have bought every reasonably priced AX that I've seen for sale since last autumn when I discovered just how chuffing awesome they really are.

[Yoss]

That seems like an awful lot of effort (and buses) just to downsize from one small Peugeot to another slightly smaller Peugeot.

 

 

If you read all this anywhere else everyone would think you rather eccentric (polite description). But here, it just seems normal. Well played.

[New POD]

TBF if I had the money, I would have bought every reasonably priced AX that I've seen for sale since last autumn when I discovered just how chuffing awesome they really are.

The AX 1.4 D echo is a paricularly horrid thing. How do i know? I owned one from 1996 to 2001. Nasty. Slow. Guttless

[hairnet]

#CantStopTheBucket

 

Chodspeed!

filthy john - i need a shirt with that on please

[KruJoe]

Hello old friends!

 

 

Welcome back.

[KruJoe]

[John F]

Good to see you're still being random as fuck, Alex

[KruJoe]

 

Good morning Peter 

[KruJoe]

So, what's occurring?

 

Peter hasn't come home to stay just yet, he just brought Mr&Mrs Bucket to stay the night on the way to Scotlandland for a romantic and not* at all shite-filled few days away. 

It was good to see y'all, have a good trip north, and enjoy the most un-Volvo-like mpg's!

 

[The Moog]

She looks happy to be in such a fine* automobile

[Jim Bell]

You know youre a winner when you go on holidays in a 106.

[Bucketeer]

Myself and the girlfriend got back yesterday after a delightful four days driving up and down pretty much every hill between Surrey and Scotland.

 

It was my Birthday on last Monday and the good lady treated me to a (kid-free) holiday. We had to decide which vehicle to take.

The Volvo that was bought specifically for little adventures like this where relaxed long distance cruising and car-camping comfort abound for the two big units that we are?

Or the 106 diesel just picked up from Spartacus that would potentially do twice the MPGs?

 

 

The dog didn't care which one 'cos she was sulking about not coming with us.

 

 

Obvs mingebaggery won out and we took the Peugeot.

 

I have never anthropomorphised a car before but Spartacus told me that this little 106 1.4 Diesel was named Peter (by his kids I believe) and also that I would fall in love with it/him. I did.

We set off Northwards straight away on Monday and ran into a rookie mistake early on. Too many Wasabi peas for both of us too quickly. Nose fizz.

 

 

We stopped off in Huddersfield to show her where I lived for 20 years. I always relax inside as soon as I see Emley Moor Mast. I know I'm heading in the right direction (North) for a less hectic everything.

 

 

We stopped at Castle Hill for a little promenade in the rain. The smell of weed from the two cars in the background was everywhere.

 

 

We then continued North to the Yorkshire dales, for a rendezvous with shiteing royalty and utter legend KruJoe, who had said we could stop the night with him (at very short notice).

Keighley had a Wetherspoons so we stopped there.

 

 

We arrived at Joe's before dark.

 

 

The view up there is stunning. And the hills aren't bad either. Love you Pleasure Wagon X

 

 

We had a great night, a great catch up. in the morning, Joe even set about lubricating the gear linkage joints and, you know, that kind of stuff whilst I did nothing.

 

 

After leaving Joe's, day two was to be a run about around as much beautifulness in the Dales as possible on the way to our next overnight Near Carlisle, via as much of the Lake District as possible.

The Dales were spectacular. Peter was spectacular.

 

 

 

 

He was fantastic on the Motorways all the way up on the first day, plenty enough power for me, 60-70+mph is more than sufficient.

I can genuinely understand newPOD's point of view earlier in the thread, but Peter feels proper nippy to me. I reckon I've probably come from a less horsepower endowed background though, so my standards may be different.

After I picked up Peter the other week I conducted a little 0-60mph test because I felt sure he was much quicker than the quoted figure of 21 seconds. It felt like maybe around 15 to me.

Anyway, I did a safe 8/10 test, that's as mechanical unsympathy as I could bear.

 

The scores are in.

 

 

I want Norris MchWhirter exhumed and judging this. He DEFINITELY feels spritelier than that.

Whatever the 'numbers' might say, Peter powered us to the Lake District and onto Scotland next with joy in his face and a smile on his heart. More of that soon.

[The Moog]

I don't think I have ever had a fizzy nose... I feel I am missing out in life.

[r.welfare]

I know the nose feeling, I get it if I have too much horseradish in one go. Great trip write up.

[Bucketeer]

I spent so much time enjoying the Dales scenery on that second morning that I missed a momentous occasion.

 

 

Anyway, we lunched at Kendal, which had a nice church but no Wetherspoons.

 

 

In the afternoon we ambled up through the Lake District. Somewhere around Windermere I spotted a little road up in to the hills called The Struggle. We burned up the first part, mocking the name. The latter stages, up to the top where it meets the Kirkstone(?) Pass, were much steeper and we were reduced to first gear for quite a while.

 

 

This was the only time Peter even remotely struggled during the whole trip, and I reckon he'd have got up in second comfortably with only one of us lumps inside and less crap in the boot and back seats.

 

 

There were many cyclists about (all going downhill) and there were various messages up The Struggle like at the Tour de France or Rally Special Stage Devil's Bridge.

 

 

The girlfriend had booked us somewhere for the night near Carlisle but she hadn't told me any details. After Peter had demolished the rest of the Lake District she directed me to the place.

It began to look very promising.

 

 

After a bit of dirt rallying we reached the place. It was mega. Utterly peaceful. Just cows and field and forest and birds and all that ace stuff to look at.

 

 

Electric supplied from a water wheel in the stream 20 ft away.

 

 

We had a delightful evening playing Scrabble and drinking booze near the firepit by the stream and next morning set off to conquer Scotland.

[spartacus]

Lucky man Bucketeer, that looks like a fine ending to your Northern adventure. Joe showed me that linkage when I picked the car up, it's like deja vu seeing it on those ramps in his workshop again.

I know exactly what you mean about the Emley Moor mast, on a clear day and at night it's visible from the M1 from Chesterfield to Rotherham, where Mrs Spart lives, and then even more clearly as we both travel to Thurgoland, North of Sheffield, where she keeps her horses.

It's academic but I'm guessing the 0-60 is hampered by a significant drop off after about 50, as in every day traffic it always felt spritely enough to me.

I'm really pleased you chose Peter for your trip, how's the wheel bearing holding up after all those miles?