I managed a quick cobweb-clearing blast yesterday. My tin-top's winter tyres are stored on a mezzanine above where the Mog parks in the garage. I had to move it to get them down to install them (OH's were done a couple of weekends ago, rather perversely I'd been putting mine off until the weather improved...), it was a crisp -2 or so and, while not ideal conditions on the roads, we had a few days above zero to melt the early season snowfall. So the gentle roll out of the garage onto the drive somehow morphed into popping back into the house for hat, scarf and gloves, and a quick 15-mile trip to nowhere in particular smile

My winter Morganing hat is a triumph of function over form: it is a hideous electric-blue baseball cap with a fleece lined neck-and-ear bit that velcros together under the chin. I need the peak, though, due to a lack of sun visors, and it does prevent frostbite on the extremities, so I put up with the appalling aesthetic in the hope that passers-by will be looking at the car rather than the prat in the hat behind the wheel!


Doug
1985 4/4 4str, Jubilee Blue