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Friday, July 17, 2009
Camilla's Birthday
Since Fairchild's too early retirement from the motor pool, automobile maintenance and care have fallen on my shoulders. Frankly, I've done a lousy job of it.
A perfect storm of the hole in the barn roof, the bridge washing away and troubled economic times have kept Camilla home far too long. I am unsure if it latent Roman guilt from my youth, or adult onset conscience, but it feels unseemly to travel the highways and byways in a giant luxo barge when so many people are hurting
With that out of the way, today is Camilla's birthday. On this date in 1977 she left the Rolls Royce factory in Crewe, for her voyage to America.
I had to celebrate such a momentous day somehow, so after getting my daily chores out of the way, I brought her to the house for a day at the spa. She has been washed, waxed, had the leather seats conditioned, and good vacuuming and window wash, and she looks as good as new.
Then it was off to a day on the road. Bentley's need driving and Camilla showed how she had been neglected. Another few hours with spanner and grease gun in hand she finally ran as well as she looked. Good for another 32 years I hope.
And yes, mother nature is still in charge, so it did rain on her as soon as I was completed.
Toad
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9 comments:
She's a beauty! If I saw you on the highway I'd smile and wave.
What a car! She's a beauty. What a car to take for a spin!
She's beautiful.
Very well done indeed, sir. Older machinery needs to be used regularly. I rely on my 1970 Land Rover when one of my modern vehicles is shop-bound. It's always running better when I put it back into the garage than when it emerges.
Scott
She's beautiful! The first car I ever drove was a Bentley. I was 8 years old. Oops. Big trouble...
Nice wheels! Pampering British automobiles is something the average driver doesn't understand. I've still got my secret wish for another TR6 (secret from the wife), but I remember riding the countryside and gurgling sound of the mufflers. Sweet!
Love that car. Pure elegance.
Needs love just like all of us in the end, no?
I had no idea I shared my name with such an elegant masterpiece! I might assume I was named after her if it wasn't for me being a year OLDER...
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