In praise of Daffodil
Someone asked me why I like this car so much, seeing as I have a much shinier car in the garage.
I struggle to give a rational answer but it has a lot to do with the extremely crisp steering and handling along with the sensory experiences, mostly the smell of the car.
Another major factor was when I first drove this car, before Tom had fixed it properly and got it roadworthy. It broke down of course but during that short trip of about 12 miles the car gave me a very brief hint that it was worth the effort - amidst all the spluttering and coughing there were some brief hints that underneath the mould and the rust there was something that really wanted to drive.
Even on that first day, and my heart really did sink when I first saw the car, I knew it was a keeper after that short ride.
Daffodil was on shopping duty this afternoon.
The cars have had a quiet week - Ethel and I had to go to Bury and Whitefield to look at some old kit but apart from that excursion, the Dawes bike has been the vehicle of choice.
We stopped by the gasometers - you can be sure this is going to be a standard photo along with the obligatory photocalls at Forton Tower and various laybys on the B7076.
WP_20150215_011 by EthelRedThePetrolHead, on Flickr
WP_20150215_009 by EthelRedThePetrolHead, on Flickr
Meanwhile at Lake View, Tom has built the bottom half of the engine destined for The Blue McFoo. This is the engine that was in the ill-fated Lil - he had to have a bolt drilled out of the block and now he's found that one of the valve guides needs to be machined so it has gone to the famous workshop in Burslem that specialises in these matters - Rushtons Engines. Lake View sends lots of engine parts here and I have been there before to collect the parts.
Tom says that the Lil engine, which would have done 90000 miles before that fateful day on the A520, is in very good shape - this is no surprise because it always did run well - Lil could raise her skirts to reveal a clean pair of heels - just as long as she didn't have to corner - then she'd turn into the Costa Concordia.
Someone asked me why I like this car so much, seeing as I have a much shinier car in the garage.
I struggle to give a rational answer but it has a lot to do with the extremely crisp steering and handling along with the sensory experiences, mostly the smell of the car.
Another major factor was when I first drove this car, before Tom had fixed it properly and got it roadworthy. It broke down of course but during that short trip of about 12 miles the car gave me a very brief hint that it was worth the effort - amidst all the spluttering and coughing there were some brief hints that underneath the mould and the rust there was something that really wanted to drive.
Even on that first day, and my heart really did sink when I first saw the car, I knew it was a keeper after that short ride.
Daffodil was on shopping duty this afternoon.
The cars have had a quiet week - Ethel and I had to go to Bury and Whitefield to look at some old kit but apart from that excursion, the Dawes bike has been the vehicle of choice.
We stopped by the gasometers - you can be sure this is going to be a standard photo along with the obligatory photocalls at Forton Tower and various laybys on the B7076.
WP_20150215_011 by EthelRedThePetrolHead, on Flickr
WP_20150215_009 by EthelRedThePetrolHead, on Flickr
Meanwhile at Lake View, Tom has built the bottom half of the engine destined for The Blue McFoo. This is the engine that was in the ill-fated Lil - he had to have a bolt drilled out of the block and now he's found that one of the valve guides needs to be machined so it has gone to the famous workshop in Burslem that specialises in these matters - Rushtons Engines. Lake View sends lots of engine parts here and I have been there before to collect the parts.
Tom says that the Lil engine, which would have done 90000 miles before that fateful day on the A520, is in very good shape - this is no surprise because it always did run well - Lil could raise her skirts to reveal a clean pair of heels - just as long as she didn't have to corner - then she'd turn into the Costa Concordia.