I'm feeling better now... Finally

I have been remiss…  I haven’t produced a blog since my return from the JOGLE back in April.  I am assured by Her Ladyship that I am fit and well again.  Well of course she would know wouldn’t she?

At least the nice Dr John got to the bottom of my engine problem.  It seems that somewhere between Gretna and Bromsgrove, one of the studs which secures my engine block to my crankcase sheared and that caused all the other studs to work loose.  And that resulted in the terrible vibration I had been experiencing and which kept shaking loose various bits of my anatomy.  He fixed that problem and I have been enjoying some lovely trips including escorting the Olympic Torch through Cardigan.

But all was not exactly well.  On the morning of that trip, Her Ladyship noticed that my fan was wobbling badly… again!  “Well Old Girl, Fan belt off I think,” she said.  “I’ll get to the bottom of that problem in due course.”  God help me, she’ll get to the bottom of the problem?  It has baffled two very experienced men.  How on earth can she ‘get to the bottom’ of the problem?

Well blow me, she did!  She dismantled the assembly yesterday and checked absolutely everything.  “Aha!  I’ve found the problem Old Girl.  Look - here – your spigot – the lubrication channel – it’s completely blocked with gunge.  You were not lubricating the bronze bearing.  It being dry, started to destroy the bush.  We’ll soon get that sorted and put a new bush on.  Then you’ll be fit as a flea.”  I wonder what a fit flea looks like.

There’s less than a month now before the official publication of my book and ‘You know who’ is getting terribly excited!  She’s been invited to appear on some radio programmes and the early reviews have apparently been rather good.  Well why not? She’s also been organised to take part in a number of book signings and she’s told me that I have to attend those as well.

But now, I have to brace myself for a run up to Bryngarw Country Park for the Austin weekend.  I’ve been every year you know, but this year HL is worried about the weather.  Last year’s event was a wash out and it looks as though this year might be the same.  Can I cope with the Wrinkled One’s moaning about the weather?  Probably not.  Anyway, I’d rather stay at home in my warm garage than face sheets of rain pelting down on me for two days.

Oh yes there has been another development.  Her Ladyship was offered £5,000 for The Grey One.  Good Grief, that pompous old bore?  That much?  She says she is thinking about the offer, but it’s unlikely she’ll sell him.  Me, I shall get myself ready for the farewell party.