What a topsy turvy week I have had, we planned a little jaunt, actually a few days in our camper van we call 'Celeste'. I was slow off the mark to start with, not feeling the call, but nevertheless, as my love puts such an effort into turning this 'old girl' into a little 'home from home' on wheels I set about early Sunday morning 'loading her up'. It takes about three hours to make sure everything we possibly need is on board, remember the post about leaving my purse behind? - well-would-you-christmas-eve-believe
We all sat there Dougal & Jasper with collars on (I leave them off at home), me having closed and bolted the door, fridge switched on, electric step hauled in and the sun was shining! Engine ticking over and looks like we're off! Are we off ?!?! - We jolted forward and nothing, my love looked at me and said "I don't know what to say" (ah ah), "the gears won't go home"! We sat there for about five minutes in disbelief and then slowly began to remove all the van's contents once again - huff puff!!
Several days of research and a visit to the Garage, the recommendation was "be brutal, run the engine for about one hour, lurch the old girl forward whilst breaking hard to release the fly wheel from the clutch plate, that might do the trick!".
My love was very reluctant to treat the 'old girl' so roughly, but he knew it was in her best interests, otherwise it was a major operation, and very costly! So today taking a deep breath, knowing he had to be 'cruel to be kind' he performed the necessary, and to our delight she's purring once more, in gear!
He's avoided major surgery and we're -- o-f-f --- h-o-o-r-a-y!
I added this video, I thought it was apropos, the lovely Jamie Ridler reminded me!