Weeks of gentle fannying around has resulted in Olive being back on the road for, err, Drive It Day! I am normally spending this time of year trying to persuade Olive that it is worth going down to Brighton for the Brighton end of the London to Brighton run. As everyone has decided that they have seen quite enough of Brighton, I made Drive It Day my muse.
So what have I been doing? Well as the more devoted readers will remember my carb manifold has been blowing since Gordon Brown was on the throne. Added to that, a whole new exhaust system was moronically fitted by an “exhaust fitter”. Like Dunkirk, I decided I should never have gone there. The outsourcing of my jobs was a bad move.
I have refitted the carb manifold.
I have properly secured (that’s two bolts for the mathematicians) the cross box to the gearbox.
I have re clamped all the swan neck-cross box – heat exchanger gubbins with finest copperslip for a gas tight fit. The only problem there was the threads on the only Burton clamp bolts mangled, so I had to buy new bolts.
What I have enjoyed (and what Spitfire and Herald owners gloat about) is the wings-off accessibility of the 2cv engine bay. This is the first time I have had everything out the way, it was real pleasure. I liked being able to see bits I’d never see closely before.
Some pics for you: manifold hole, manifold old and new, engine number close up!
