Just returned from a fairly whistle-stop visit to Cambridge. I managed to survive what appeared to be suicidal driver day on the way down, the highlight of which was probably having to swerve at about 10 metres' notice when a juggernaut started to pull (perpendicularly) onto the dual carriageway. The MG handles *so* much better now that its rear end isn't 2 inches off the ground.
Got to Clarkson Road, and killed a little time before
j4 came to accompany me and my Morris to Ian Allen, to be my lift back.
pto452 was looking beautiful, reflecting the sunlit clouds, through which rays of sunshine were spreading. It's at times like that that I wish I could click and save the image I see in front of me. A case for a surgically implanted camera. :-)
The verdict on YPO 733G wasn't too damning - a section needs cutting out of the floor at the front (the proper way, rather than bodging a patch over the top to keep the MOT happy for a little while longer). The brakes too should be a simple matter. So that should be dealt with by easter, hopefully, and I can pick it up then.
j4 kindly let me drive
pto452 back to Cambridge. It's impressive what fewer ccs and lower gearing will do for your top speed (which was indicated handwavily at 40-80MPH, but was probably about 50). Then, we killed the rest of the evening in a nice and relaxing way. Dinner at the Castle (picked in favour of the pub opposite because it did not require crossing the street - ah, laziness). Then went back (via a forest of bollards (no, not Bullards) briefly to
j4's to get
pto452 to deliver me home.
Met
j4 again this morning to collect my toolbox from the boot of
pto452 (oops), then set off back to Oxford in the rain. Which has wrecked my painstakingly-applied wax job on the MG. *sigh*
Definitely a nice, if short, break.