Well the new fuel pump from the oracle of ebay has arrived and sitting near Mabel in the unit. She is just happily biding her time, sitting there, lapping up the love that everyone bistowes upon her.
Whilst searching around ebay for bits and bobs and general knowledge of morris minors, it has come to the writers attention that Mabel is not at all unusual for morris minors to be named. In fact it is more usual for these classics to be named.
Some enqueries were made about MOTing Mabel and it turns out no seatbelts are required, as long as there is a moterbike crash helmet, no windscreen in required and not much more than the indicator flags putting back is really needed to get this old girl MOT'ed and taxed!!
Friday 12 September 2008
Saturday 30 August 2008
Good News!!!
Of sorts, firstly the fuel pump has a hole in the diaphram, so Mabel is gonna need a new one, but thats fine, as there is one on ebay that her master has bid on and intends to win. Secondly, she actually turns over on the KEY!!! Yes, she has been in bits for anything up to 20 years and she is spinning over with very very little assistance! Thirdly, the haynes restoration guide turned up yesterday morning with lots of help within. The reupholstering looks relatively easy, everything else isnt hard. Having had a quick look through, Mabels master saw that the solenoid was only in need of a bit of cleaning up and was a pull solenoid that means that she spins over by pulling the knob and turning the key.
It would also seem that Mabels charms are working their magic on BM boy, he seems to have spend a fair bit of time admirring her and finding excuses to come in the unit to spend time with her.
This next week will see her new fuel pump fitted, her distributor cleaned up and possibly a new cap, paint bought for her engine bay (her master was thinking a dark red like her interior, keep the colour scheme going) and an inventory of the contents of her box.
More photos to follow.
It would also seem that Mabels charms are working their magic on BM boy, he seems to have spend a fair bit of time admirring her and finding excuses to come in the unit to spend time with her.
This next week will see her new fuel pump fitted, her distributor cleaned up and possibly a new cap, paint bought for her engine bay (her master was thinking a dark red like her interior, keep the colour scheme going) and an inventory of the contents of her box.
More photos to follow.
Thursday 28 August 2008
Mabel recieves visitors
Having only moved into her new home in the industrial unit on Monday, it seems word soon got around that she was there. Firstly the neighbours spotted her sitting quietly in the corner of the unit, rather shy due to not looking her best. Honda boy saw her and felt rather jealous of her master. BM boy wondered what the smell was and looked upon Mabel with distain. He didn't seem as impressed as all her other admirers were.
Mr Small also came to see her and couldn't help but stroke her smooth grey body and offered to reinstall her windows for free. Mr Small has been back several times to look in on her and marvel at her beauty.
Word soon got around and yesterday morning, after less than 48 hours in her new home, another visitor appeared. This one was not invited or even known to Mabels master. When he walked in he saw her and said "There she is, the old gal." He had advice and many words of wisdom and encouragement for Mabels master.
Retard also came in and claimed not to understand the attraction, but Mabel and her master know that it was jealously and badly hidden lust for Mabel that was behind his cutting words.
Many other visitors have come and gone, marveling at her in undisgused awe.
Late in the day yesterday, Mabels master took apart her fuel pump, clean it up and to his great delight IT WORKS!! Mabel now spins over, even if she doesnt actually start.
Mr Small also came to see her and couldn't help but stroke her smooth grey body and offered to reinstall her windows for free. Mr Small has been back several times to look in on her and marvel at her beauty.
Word soon got around and yesterday morning, after less than 48 hours in her new home, another visitor appeared. This one was not invited or even known to Mabels master. When he walked in he saw her and said "There she is, the old gal." He had advice and many words of wisdom and encouragement for Mabels master.
Retard also came in and claimed not to understand the attraction, but Mabel and her master know that it was jealously and badly hidden lust for Mabel that was behind his cutting words.
Many other visitors have come and gone, marveling at her in undisgused awe.
Late in the day yesterday, Mabels master took apart her fuel pump, clean it up and to his great delight IT WORKS!! Mabel now spins over, even if she doesnt actually start.
Monday 25 August 2008
And so it was
Mabels return began on the wonder that is ebay. She was discovered, coverted and bid upon by her new master. From the moment he first saw her pictures, he knew she was for him. Her beautiful body, her box of accesories, her aroma of old mans draws and lack of indicators. He could feel nothing but love for Mabel, box and all. When he had finished his bidding war to make her his, he went to meet her for the first time. After battling the undergrowth, the track and trees, her pimp (what else would he be? selling her without a care for who she went to) showed her new master where she was sleeping. It had been a long sleep and her box of bits, long since removed, was damp and even that was in need of her new masters love ie chucking away and replacing with a new box to house her sacred pieces.
Within days, oh such long days they were, she and he were together. He had made space for her in a corner of his favourate place in the world, his business unit on an industrial estate just minutes from his home. They would be together through the working week, her just meer metres from his work.
In the following hours, he shared his new lover with his family. None of them really understand why this grey and mouldy hunk of metal was sat in the corner of his working area, taking up valuable space that was too good for anything else that was in dire need of a resting place. They didnt like the smell of old mans draws and wondered why their father would pay more for a car with no windows than on new bikes for them. His wife was slightly more understanding, but, more importantly, he felt the need to share pictures with you all, dear readers, than discuss her feelings on the new love of his life, Mabel Morris-Minor, soon to be the new Mrs Wilson.
Within days, oh such long days they were, she and he were together. He had made space for her in a corner of his favourate place in the world, his business unit on an industrial estate just minutes from his home. They would be together through the working week, her just meer metres from his work.
In the following hours, he shared his new lover with his family. None of them really understand why this grey and mouldy hunk of metal was sat in the corner of his working area, taking up valuable space that was too good for anything else that was in dire need of a resting place. They didnt like the smell of old mans draws and wondered why their father would pay more for a car with no windows than on new bikes for them. His wife was slightly more understanding, but, more importantly, he felt the need to share pictures with you all, dear readers, than discuss her feelings on the new love of his life, Mabel Morris-Minor, soon to be the new Mrs Wilson.
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