Madge came home yesterday with her new clutch master & slave installed &
working correctly. I promptly ran her down to the local pub, just to see that
she was working, you understand, and then to the market for charcoal for the
BBQ. I received a big grin from the deputy that I parked next to in the
store, and an elderly couple walking out were pointing and conversing
excitedly. Wonder if they used to own an MG at some time? This morning I
gave her a much needed bath, and plan to go to the hardware store via every
yard sale I can find. I can't believe how good it feels to be actually
driving her again. Anybody up for a "Sagebrush Tour"?
Kate
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