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Originally Posted by wally
Snort! Snuffle! Scratch! Hmm what's going on?
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https://www.aulro.com/afvb/images/im...014/10/798.jpgQuote:
Originally Posted by wally
Snort! Snuffle! Scratch! Hmm what's going on?
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Yesterday evening, the unthinkable happened: I took the Landy out the gate, down the street, down another street and then another street and then a road and then another and I just kept going......
In an unexpected twist, I had Wally onboard for the expedition. This made sense, as, rather than wait for me to arrive at his house to start complaining and criticising, he could yap at me all the way as we launched the expedition to find the fabled Northwest Passage from my back yard to his farm.
So, with the whine of the overdrive competing with The Who on the stereo (it was pretty-much a tie), we set out. Through valleys, across cane fields, over bridges, spanning great plains, corners, intersections, a traffic light and several gentle, undulating rises and a small pothole.... on we ploughed in the gloaming.
The Landy took it all in her stride, purring along at forty-four miles per hour and – on one or two tense moments when reckless enthusiasm overcame prudence and momentarily put the brave expeditioners in peril – fifty on some stretches.
At the far-off destination, hope was in the air. A crowd (small dog) had gathered, when, just on nightfall, an engine was heard in the distance. The far-off auditory oscillations rose to an approaching rumble – then a triumphant clattering as the advance party drew into view.
Finally, as the motor was cut, few words were spoken. A firm handshake, a muttered “Well done, old chap...” and the crowd suddenly erupted in cheers (barking) and carried the explorers (idiots) shoulder high (ran behind them barking) to the awaiting formal reception (enamel mug of Stone's Green Ginger Wine).
Prior to setting off for the horizon, I put some new shoes on the handbrake. I also adjusted it properly, reading the manual this time and not just ****ing around tightening rods like I used to.
Result: the handbrake is brilliant. I only hope that it doesn't score too much of a mouthful of oil from the transmission down the track and get ruined...
That's odd. I only wrote "Eff EEE See Kay", Father Ted style...and it still got censored. What's the world coming to when the words of Father Ted and Dougal are deemed unacceptable???Quote:
Originally Posted by Johnno1969
A few more sneaky piccies....
Huzzah!!!!
Tea and medals all round!
:twobeers:
Nice work. Is that a home made snorkel?
OK, enough with the teaser shots. Here it is - what you're all waiting for - a shot of Johnno's fully re-fitted Land Rover in its entirety. In all its immaculate, gleaming, bronze olive glory. I think I really nailed it.
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Priceless Wally. PML.
Well done John. A restoration truly worthy of the title.
Now give Wally back his sandblaster, unless you have a Corolla you're planning to start on...
Yes that is a homemade snorkel. Sorry, the last four years have taken a heavy toll on John, and now that it's "finished" he's decided to sleep for a week. In the meantime I'll be taking questions for him. Try to keep them fairly basic - debruiser's question is a good example. Please hold the more technical questions until John awakens - shouldn't be more than another couple of days. Thanks.Quote:
Originally Posted by debruiser