There are two ways of keeping an old car running*. One is by adhering to a regime of thorough and regular routine maintenance. The other is based on the school of engineering thought which says ‘if it ain’t broke, don’t mess with it’. Except that it uses rather more forthright language than that.
I aspire to the former method, but have enough self-knowledge to accept my rightful place in the latter school of thought.
This morning I finally got round to tightening up the fan belt; what with the winter nights and the cold and damp, the screaming from the engine when I switched the headlights on was getting a bit distressing.
While I was rootling around under there, I noticed that the LT cable to the coil was frayed now down to a single strand of copper wire. I’d done an emergency roadside bodge repair when the engine conked out on a busy stretch of the A4o near Monmouth, the last time the wire had parted. I just checked. It was just over a year ago. Hardly any time, really.
So here’s the new repair, the crimp connector complete with plastic sheath and some heatshrink tube for good measure. It was fun sticking the heatshrink on, and I took my time over that bit as it was nice using the blowtorch on such a cold morning.