Leon.
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- west kirby, wirral, uk
hi all. been a wile since i soled my disco but i am back behind the wheal of another vehicle sporting the green oval. unfortunately it hasn't improved my spelling so
on friday i put dawn the deposit on my new HA! 1961 88 2.25 petrol. to pick up early next week.
it all took me by surprise rely. i had borrowed an engine crane of a friend before Christmas to dry fit a BMW engine in to a locost i am building (most7n). wile picking it up i saw the old girl as one of the lads drove hur in to the yard. she is bit of a mongrel sporting s3 wings and dash but non the less still had that ore of a series still going strong.
after spending the first half of Christmas in the garage working on the most7n i found i need some sump mods to the m42 lump in order to clear the chassis so the door was shut on the 26th and i ordered new parts. still not hear by the way. subsequently it was a bit of a surprise to be woken up on friday by me man asking for his crane back. i jumped to it, cracked the door open and dismantled the crane. transport will be my new ish and smart ish passat estate witch needed to be clad in cardboard and plastic before parts and tools go in, it is during this job i started to get exited about meeting the landys again. its times like this i miss my old disco and the times i have the work 110 about. i remember fondly having the perfect complement to your tool kit waiting outside to be called upon to help you out a bind.
on arriving at the yard there was some relief on the faces of the staff and some sort of crane type 4x3 arrangement hovering over a series 3. the lads took the crane and i was having a chat with my mate. conversation soon turned to the new landrover bopping about town. it transpired it was for sale and was not to expensive. i dont know wot came over me but i gave him all the cash i had on me as a deposit and that was that. the v5 is on the coffee table and i can pick up the car after i get the money from the post office. it was not till got home i realized that in the middle of building my own sports car from scratch i had just decided to nurse a 50 year old car threw the next few years of its life.
still seems a bit confusing, i guess because it was something that my hart did rather than my slightly seiner mind but on the lass. i am the very proud owner of another landrover and i can not weight to start working with hur. my only hope is that she doesn't fight me every step of the way and she falls perfectly into a slow and purposeful role within my life.:doh:
on friday i put dawn the deposit on my new HA! 1961 88 2.25 petrol. to pick up early next week.
it all took me by surprise rely. i had borrowed an engine crane of a friend before Christmas to dry fit a BMW engine in to a locost i am building (most7n). wile picking it up i saw the old girl as one of the lads drove hur in to the yard. she is bit of a mongrel sporting s3 wings and dash but non the less still had that ore of a series still going strong.
after spending the first half of Christmas in the garage working on the most7n i found i need some sump mods to the m42 lump in order to clear the chassis so the door was shut on the 26th and i ordered new parts. still not hear by the way. subsequently it was a bit of a surprise to be woken up on friday by me man asking for his crane back. i jumped to it, cracked the door open and dismantled the crane. transport will be my new ish and smart ish passat estate witch needed to be clad in cardboard and plastic before parts and tools go in, it is during this job i started to get exited about meeting the landys again. its times like this i miss my old disco and the times i have the work 110 about. i remember fondly having the perfect complement to your tool kit waiting outside to be called upon to help you out a bind.
on arriving at the yard there was some relief on the faces of the staff and some sort of crane type 4x3 arrangement hovering over a series 3. the lads took the crane and i was having a chat with my mate. conversation soon turned to the new landrover bopping about town. it transpired it was for sale and was not to expensive. i dont know wot came over me but i gave him all the cash i had on me as a deposit and that was that. the v5 is on the coffee table and i can pick up the car after i get the money from the post office. it was not till got home i realized that in the middle of building my own sports car from scratch i had just decided to nurse a 50 year old car threw the next few years of its life.
still seems a bit confusing, i guess because it was something that my hart did rather than my slightly seiner mind but on the lass. i am the very proud owner of another landrover and i can not weight to start working with hur. my only hope is that she doesn't fight me every step of the way and she falls perfectly into a slow and purposeful role within my life.:doh:
