It's been unseasonably mild here - a green Christmas with temperatures well over the positive side of zero. On the basis that it has rained since the roads were last salted, and been above freezing ever since, I took #1 daughter to her riding lesson in the Morgan on Sunday morning. OK, so it was a little fresh, about +2 or so at 8.30am, but with the sidescreens on and the heater doing its thing merrily, we took the scenic route to ensure we had time to warm up properly on the way smile

Preparing for battle was a bit more time-consuming than usual. I'd assumed the Morgan would be away for its long winter sleep, so had done my usual mild winterization (mainly overpressuring the tyres, glugging a bit of fuel preservative in the tank, then doing a thorough lubrication service and checking other fluids). The tonneau cover was a bit stiff with the cold, so it came into the house for an hour or so on Saturday evening to warm up before folding into two-up formation on the sitting room floor.

We did get some very peculiar looks, though. People don't tend to drive top-down in late December in Ontario. But then there's the occasional eccentric expat Brit to set the world to rights... and raise a smile or two - of sympathy for my poor long-suffering daughter with her loony parent, perhaps, but smiles nonetheless. wink


Doug
1985 4/4 4str, Jubilee Blue