My dad wants his garage back. Serves me right, really. He’s been using these very pages to follow the regular updates on the health of my beloved Jaguar XJ6. Now, with light at the end of the tunnel, he hasn’t wasted any time in asking me to work similar magic on the Mini Paul Smith sat idle at his home. Starting this bank holiday weekend.

The Mini Paul Smith -- no more cars in the closet, this and the Jag are really it - is the car that committed me to a long-term relationship with my bank manager. Unfortunately, it’s been a slightly longer ‘work in progress’ thanks to a family of resident rats and their voracious appetite for wiring loom, but I hope to have it back on the road this summer.

On the more positive side, parts are cheap and the front subframe will never need replacing because of the Mini’s built-in rustproofing system -- that’s oil leaks to all you non converts. The resurrection starts now!

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