So, everything has been splendid for a long while, and I've got lovely spangly floor mats and everything. But as of last Sunday I hadn't actually been able to drive it anywhere. The clutch pedal always did have a lot of travel in it, but about a fortnight ago it got to a point where the pedal had to go right to the limit of its travel in order to let me change gear. On my last journey from work to home, the pedal itself would skulk down by the bulkhead and I'd have to hook it back up with the tip of a size 13. Not ideal.
It also meant that I couldn't do the whole "competitive Grandad" thing away from the lights, 'cos I couldn't change deftly from first to second. So, of course, something hd to be done. Into the workshop we went; a good chance to try out the new ramps my Dad bought only to find that his 540 won't go up them.
