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This blog is a record of running a 50 year old classic car as essential transport and for road trips.

It is here to prepare those who might be tempted to do the same, they require mental and physical stamina, tenacity and transportational back up (not necessarily in that order). It has been challenging, time consuming, frustrating, nerve wracking but very rewarding and enjoyable.

My Jensen CV8 is being driven, not stuck in a garage collecting dust, it is not a concours condition car, and in a lot of respects is showing its age, but it creates interest where ever I go and is great fun to drive.

This blog is dedicated to my family and friends who have to put up with the sweet(?) smell of oil and leather, car seats that only reach half way up your back, front seat belts that attempt to garrotte you every time you turn a corner at speed, and the need for ear defenders at any speed above 50 mph.

Sunday, 13 June 2010

I struggled last week to get the right temperature sender from Cropredy.... infuriating that the statement "I'll look into that and call you back" never happens to it's conclusion, I don't know whether they are trying to save their phone bill, or the guy in the parts dept has telephonophobia. Even a "can you call me back in an hour" would suffice......you just get nothing, so you ring and "Oh, I meant to call you about that" meantime 2 days have passed. So still no sender!.....anyway enough of the rant.....

Had a trip to Bury St Edmunds, I met up with an old work colleague and we had a couple of beers in the Nutshell, reputedly the smallest pub in England, it was very cosy, absolutely packed out (6 of us in there!)

Nothing to report on the car, temp still showing high, running smooth, a bit of a blow from the join between the manifold and the exhaust pipe. Filled up with petrol on the A14, the guy at the filling station abandoned his till to get a few pictures of the car "for his collection", not sure that pleased the queue at the till but it made his day.

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