Introduction
So at someone's suggestion I'll start a little blog(ette) on my journey with Rosie. Its not a blow by blow restoration (as she doesn't need it) but more my infrequent musings as I re-learn my auto skills!
I was going to write this in the first person as Rosie but frankly that takes too much thinking for an old brain!
So the adventure begins on the 7th December, whilst having a glass of wine or two, and on a classic car auction site!
Not recommended you may say, but with some egging on from the wife (surprisingly) I started to bid. She of course had also had a couple of glasses.
I'd wanted a classic car for some time, somewhat bored with (early) retirement. Having had deux chevaux in the past I wanted something smaller that would fit in the garage. a rented garage away from the house would have been a disincentive for lazy me to use/fettle/play with Rosie...
My shortlist was classic Mini, Fiat 500, 2CV, Renault 4 & possibly Vespa/Lambretta/ Piaggio Ape!
as a former car designer I've always been attracted to classic vehicles as an antidote to the newer stuff I was at the time working on! (hence the 2CVs to the derision of other staff)
Back to the plot.. So I won the auction (Oh s*it) luckily at not a stupid price for a car that looked in pretty good shape (It was 200 miles away so it was a bit of a punt!!)
Anyway, after considering driving it up to Northumberland (unwise for an unknown vehicle and with limited fixing skills) she was trailered up on the 12th December. (By a Porsche lol)
The driver couldn't load it at the other end and didn't want to unload, so with some reservations I rolled/reversed it off the trailer and into the garage...
to be continued!
I was going to write this in the first person as Rosie but frankly that takes too much thinking for an old brain!
So the adventure begins on the 7th December, whilst having a glass of wine or two, and on a classic car auction site!
Not recommended you may say, but with some egging on from the wife (surprisingly) I started to bid. She of course had also had a couple of glasses.
I'd wanted a classic car for some time, somewhat bored with (early) retirement. Having had deux chevaux in the past I wanted something smaller that would fit in the garage. a rented garage away from the house would have been a disincentive for lazy me to use/fettle/play with Rosie...
My shortlist was classic Mini, Fiat 500, 2CV, Renault 4 & possibly Vespa/Lambretta/ Piaggio Ape!
as a former car designer I've always been attracted to classic vehicles as an antidote to the newer stuff I was at the time working on! (hence the 2CVs to the derision of other staff)
Back to the plot.. So I won the auction (Oh s*it) luckily at not a stupid price for a car that looked in pretty good shape (It was 200 miles away so it was a bit of a punt!!)
Anyway, after considering driving it up to Northumberland (unwise for an unknown vehicle and with limited fixing skills) she was trailered up on the 12th December. (By a Porsche lol)
The driver couldn't load it at the other end and didn't want to unload, so with some reservations I rolled/reversed it off the trailer and into the garage...
to be continued!
