First off, jolly good for that stash of McEwans Export. Thanks for supporting the Scottish economy! I notice also the cans of Stella? It's rise to fame as a premium beer has always puzzled me. Back in the days I worked for Firestone on the European racing circuits it was considered a cheap option in many of the beer halls etc we used to frequent after the race.
That Jag - one of many he owned, he actually had the first ever XJ6 registered in Scotland (I think one of the cousins was a managing director - or something of that ilk - in Rossleighs the Jag main dealers) and before that he had one of the very first Mk10's, never owned an S type which I thought was one of the prettiest Jags ever made? (not the modern version of course). Anyway, that original Jag was actually a special order Mk2. It came about because he'd bought one of the first 2.4 Mk2's, having previously had a Mk1 - another "attractive" jag in my opinion, like the one in "Endevour" on the telly and his was black too - anyway, quite quickly it became apparent that this 2.4 had a voracious appetite for oil. It was in and out of the garage a few times before they took the head off and discovered the bores were deeply pitted with rust. I think the storey was that it was one of a batch of cars which had been left out in the rain with no bonnet or head on? (I can't really remember, I was quite young) anyway this cousin asked if the 3.8 would be of any interest as it was a customer special order which the customer was subsequently unable to pay for. It had a few "extras" like cut down rear wheel spats, the tripple carbs, etc. Dad jumped at it. They kept the 2.4 and he later told me he secured the 3.8 for the difference in price between the new 2.4 and a standard 3.8. - Jammy or what?
Talking about things from day's of old and maybe deja vu? Thought you might like this:
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It's me folks, probably sometime around 1948? on the bonnet of one of my Dad's favorite cars - a 6 cylinder MG which he often talking about whenever the subject of previously owned cars came up. We found it amongst many other family snaps last time we were down clearing out my deceased brother's house (not finished yet by a long way) Written on the back, in my father's hand, is my name followed by "Mechanical whizz kid" - little did he know!