Been meaning to get this together for ages, but in the last few weeks I seem to have been spending a lot of time in my garage.

And sorry the "enlarged" pics aren't very, really. This is the first time I've ever got it together to upload anything ever, also the first time I've ever seriously attempted to maintain my own car, despite a 18 year history of "bangernomics".
Bit of a learning curve here, and "what the hey are you doing it that way for?" comments are welcome.

But back to bravado mode.
Almost every story you read about a protracted three year restoration seems to begin with the tale of buying what appears to be a basically sound Mini, only to get it home and discover untold horrors.
Here instead then is one that turned out to be as sound as it looked, and the long weekend budgeted for some TLC being all it took.

Well, sort of.

Didn't get any pics of Jimmy as bought because the digital Camera was AWOL. Lovely wife came home with a new one just as Jim went up on stands, seen here with a it of my own shopping:

And from the back:

We had as good a nosey at her for rust before we got her, (don't care about the name, ALL Minis are female – no other way you could fall so in love with them and be so utterly maddened by them simultaneously!)
This is about all we saw:
Bubbles on bottom of doorskins:

Battery box, rear sub etc - totally intact, but that surface rust wants looking at:

Floor. Again, it's rock solid - but it wants working on, boy!

I took the plastic wheelarch covers off of a MK2 Golf a month or so ago, and there was enough wet mud behind them to plant tomatoes in. Really, it looked like someone had ploughed a field with it! This came as something of a relief then:

Bit of surface rust on back bumper seam:
back bumper:

So while it's up, a mini service is in order.
Mostly because the


(Somebody might be trying to tell me to give up smoking, so I'm not at the 24 hour garage at 4 am having got up for the build up to the race and realised that 2 tabs does not get through a GP.)
Cue several walks home after returning with most of what I needed, except a screwdriver to get the grille off.

Then, no teeny tiny ratchet to fit the socket I'd got to fit on the end of the spindle of the starter.
Called RAC in a bad mood, walked home, drank coffee and caught last 10 laps. Didn't give up smoking.
RAC contractor gets his "service tool" from the back of the van and clouts offending item with it while I hold the ignition on. I'll remember that one...
Sooo, starter motor off and well oiled, and along with it the oil filter housing, rocker cover and rad steady get some Hammershite. (Rad is off being flushed):

A new thermostat has to be done - you get change from a lady, and the temp needle has not budged since we got her. Go at that gasket, girl!

(My lovely wife. I'm watching out for Jammy on her behalf!

New oil and filter:

Greeze zooze nippelz:

Oh lordy, what have I started?

To be continued…..