I had my heart set on a classic car. I was bought up with classics and vintages and finally it seemed that life had arranged itself that I too could enjoy a classic car. I used to have a Renault 5 and I rather missed the fun of getting up the hills.
So there came Hercules
and there Hercules went. I am still waiting for the final result of dear Hercules but I am hopeful all will be resolved soon. Really soon. Especially as it should have, and was promised to have been already.
While I was at the welders, they told me of another car that I might be interested in. I thought I would be and it started without any trouble (despite sitting in the flower bed for some time).
It ran sweet and although it is the same model that I almost won on ebay before the Morris, my heart isn’t in it. It needs to be.
It will take a while to recover so I have gone back to the modern car. I pick it up on Thursday. I am rather hoping Hercules will be resolved by then.