Half the trouble here is that no one seems to know who actually owns the car. There was some 'discussion' on the day we picked it up between Anita and Murray.......Murray is sure that he is the registered owner, and Anita is equally sure that their son Paul is the registered owner.......one of the reasons I contacted the rego dept to clarrify the situation. Murray was getting all keen on the car again after we dragged it out of the shed, and indicated that he would like to drive it again. He was promptly shot down by Anita and told 'not to be a silly old fool' !!!!!!!! Frankly, Murray is an old man, recovering from cancer, and in my opinion is not fit to get behind the wheel of a crappy old Mini again....One gets used to modern brakes, clutches, gearboxes and steering, and driving one of these things again is a bit of a shock. When I took it for a 'spin' around the back roads of Cambridge, I couldnt believe how gutless it was, and how it wandered all over the road with its funny little crossply tyres, and I am sort of used to these old English jalopies.
Ah well, I suppose we can dream.....