NFF

I walked into town on Tuesday to catch the train to Inverness and pick up the car. Apparently, a misfire on the third cylinder had been recorded on the computer, but they couldn’t find a problem at the time. I’m to drive the car ‘normally’ and if it happens again, return the car immediately to the garage. That should be easy then. However, I have a theory.

When I learnt to drive, quite a while ago now, I drove a little mini 850. Marvellous car it was, with the old style, stir around gear stick and a choke that had to be held out with peg because it no longer locked. I learnt to check the oil, refill the water reservoir, put air in the tyres, check the tread, dry off the distributor cap and my brother taught me to double declutch in it too, yey! The most useful thing though (other than the distributor knowledge, priceless in an old mini) was not to run too low on fuel or all the sludge at the bottom of the tank would get into the system and reek havoc.

Now, that’s what I think happens with this car, rather surprisingly, so the moral of the story is, keep it above a quarter tank or pay £60 plus rail fare to be told NFF!