Hello readers! Apologies for the distinct lack of bloggery by myself over the past 6 weeks. A new job, coupled with some swift, short holiday action has precluded putting virtual pen to paper.
Where to begin? First letter of the Alfa-bet.. The 156 2.4JTD is no longer of this parish. I grew tired of it’s incessant groaning and creaking (and lacked the time to adequately resolve it!). A sneaky pothole on the A1 produced a bizzare occasional boost leak, and signaled the end of the relationship.
A friend decided that it was high time for some Italian flair in his life, and took it on as a load lugger. The lesson learned for me is this – “Buy an Alfa that some other bugger has spent out on to repair”. You’d do well to remember these words of wisdom!
The letter B brought a couple of surprises to the fleet this month – firstly, a new-fangled* e36 coupe in 320i Auto flavour brought much needed modernity and a pleasant lack of squeak.
This is A NICE THING. Tremendous speccing by the first owner sees the pilot provided with:
An analogue clock
An armrest
A switchable autobox coupled to a silky smooth 150bhp 2.0 6cyl
Cruise control and a sunroof.
No air con, no trip computer, and certainly no performance.
This makes it pretty damn good at doing the job of two cars- comfortable and lazy to drive on the long commute, yet frugal(ish) and fun when needed on back roads.
As such, another fleet member was redundant, but more on that later.
The second B of the summer was provided by another 320i – my trusty e30 has been awoken from its slumber!
It has sat for the best part of a year, with dogy fuel pump wiring sealing its fate as a car park ornament until such times as I could remain calm for long enough to try and sort it.
A jiggle of wires, and a sip of electrikery from its younger brother saw it burst into life in it’s usual throaty manner
Its actually fairly mechanically sound, and the sorting will likely revolve around cleaning with some fuel pump wiring repair thrown in. I’m pleased it lives!
The letter C is for Corsa – that which was inflicted on me when I travelled to Jersey. The pic below should sum up the situation:
That moves us on to the letter L. One car but two meanings:
Firstly, L stands for Luxury – the art of convivial conveyance to Aberdeen for some business meetings was easily undertaken by the Lexus. A 4Litre v8, automatic gearbox with cruise control and a an arm rest is the perfect long distance cruiser.
It also made short work of showing a mate’s triumph Toledo how to have street presence..
L also stands for leaving, as the big LS400 is the other casualty of the e36 arrival. Its a beautiful big barge, but it is just too large, cumbersome and thirsty for the role of daily commuter to the new job. Despite being cheaper than the train for the 450 mile weekly work run, it struggles to cope with the rough and tumble in the city centre, or the laughably small parking bay (yes, singular) at work.
I’ve had tremendous fun with it, and would like to have another some day when money, time, space and requirements all align.
Lastly, this blog is brought to you by the letter W for Waverley.
I got the opportunity to ride on this Splendiferous paddle steamer with its triple expansion engine, and a free bar.
I really recommend the experience, but am unable to guarantee the free bar!
Here’s hoping I can get another blog done shortly! Thanks for reading.