My days of thinking about anything else but my wife and daughter are well gone , just spent the full w/end looking after her and her boy friend , my pockets are well empty so is the pantry ( they had an English b/fast y/day that would sink a ship ) . I washed her car used the dyson inside it paid for a new tyre . Then checked it over to find the off side main beam shot if I touched the bulb holder it went on but if I turned on the lights it refused to work . I purchased a new bulb to find only the same , so started on the fuse box 100s of them and no plan to say which one as you pull these out you think where did it come from , it was about the last one ( always is ) Spotted her rubber bulb cover missing so used tape over it , topped it up with fuel and off she went y/day . I shot over to a scrap yard ( nearer than a dealer ) to see if I could get a rubber , sign beware of the dog outside on the wall as I went in a small dog came over wagging its tail , is that Clio for scrap , yes , it was the wrong one looked about and in the corner was the one under a Fiesta . Risky it may fall on me took 4 rubbers and walked to the chap to pay out of a parked Nova with its partly open window came the guard dog I was off everyone burst out laughing as only its head came out . You should have warned me you B/ard what and miss all the fun then at least I should get those for free and a new set of pants these are full . I off home cleaned them posted one to her and put the others in the garage as spare ones . I know she will not fit it ( it only shoves over the hole ) another job for me to do when she comes home in 3 weeks time . I will have to start saving again .



Originally Posted By MacMog
I'm wondering if I hold a record for driving the most girls in a Morgan: FIVE. Years ago I was able to fit my wife and my four daughters in the four-seater. The daughters were 3 and 5 and all fit snugly on the back seat with one long seat belt. (It's a 1961 which originally had no rear seat belt at all.)

But I'm not sure that wives and daughters are the kind of ladies Jack was thing about.