So, another year, another project. This MGB was my father's; I sort of inherited it after he died, as we decided we'd rather keep it than sell it. By the time I made the trip down south to collect it, it had sat unmoved for 7 years. An extremely hectic weekend ensued, in which we unsiezed the clutch, replaced a load of leaking fuel pipes, the battery, the brake fluid, rebuilt the brakes, and generally worked like dogs in order to get it through its MOT and on the road. It nearly didn't make it, but at around 5pm on the sunday it had passed, had new tires fitted and was ready to go. I drove it home that night in glorious sunshine, top down the whole way up the M6 and loving every minute.
This brought to light a few more issues, the main one being that the dampers were all shot, so I replaced those, and the exhaust manifold cracked, so I swapped that. With it now seemingly fairly roadworthy, we took it on a week-long tour of Scotland, where it proved to be a surprisingly spacious, comfortable, and fun tourer. The pictures above were taken on that trip, near loch ness and at the top of the Applecross pass.
It was a bit sheddy - the paint peeling, the interior rather tatty, but fun for all that. It had a few electrical gremlins but new leads, plugs, points and a coil sorted that. Over the next couple of years we used it a fair bit, including another week's holiday to Wales. It was here that it all went wrong; on the very last day, a major vibration apeared at 60-70mph, seeming to come from the gearbox area. We got it checked over at a garage and nothing seemed badly amiss, so drove it gingerly home. It made it, but only just as it turned out - parking up we noticed a major oil leak, which looks to be comming from the bellhousing, suggesting a crank or input shaft seal. So it was clear that it wasn't going anywhere else without some major surgery. I was on the final push on the Dax at the time, so without the time or space to deal with it, the MG was confined to the lockup garage for the next 18 months.
...until now. A few days ago, I'd finally finished the most recent batch of DIY which had involved using the garage as a store-cum-workshop, and it was time for the 'B' to be moved in. Even after 18 months, it started after only 10 seconds or so of cranking, just enough to fill the carbs, and off it went. I drove it the 200 yards or so from the lockup into the main garage, turned it off, got out and stepped right into a massive puddle of petrol and oil. A quick look underneath showed a perished fuel hose, a look back up the road showed a rather embarrassing trail of fluids leading up to my garage.
Then there are the cosmetic issues...
Yeah, the poor thing really needs some TLC.
So I'm aware of a number of things which need doing; I also have plans for a few upgrades and modifications along the way. I, by which I mean the missus, doesn't want this to take 5 years like the Dax did, so I'll be limiting what I do with that in mind. What I'm thinking so far is:
Quite a lot there. Current loose plan is to strip it down to a rolling chassis, then attend to the suspension bits, and any rust I find. I'll then do whatever body mods I decide on, get it sprayed, and build it up with as many new parts as I need.