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Friday, July 17, 2009
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.