Motoring in a
Minor Key
My first car (
actually a van ) I bought when I was 22. Strictly I had a hand me down car from
Annette’s father before which I drove on private colliery road before. Also I only could afford to pay
half of the princely sum of £75 with father contributing the other half.
Advertised by Research Garage, so called because of the nearby Motor Industry
Research base. They brought it for me to see. I regarded Annette’s brother Ray
as an expert in cars so I went with them so he could vet it. This was quite
unnecessary, even rather foolish. He concentrated on the engine trying such
things as removing the oil filler cap and assessing the amount of blow buy.
This ignored the real corrosion problem. I had to have a new drivers side floor
pan at the next MoT test.
My father
offered half with a view to learning to drive himself. He was in a slightly
strange situation. As an early motorcyclist when driving licenses were
introduced in 1936 he was “grandfathered” a full licence. He had thus
accompanied workmates who were learning although unable to drive himself. I was
taking driving lessons in Leicester and as two wheeler myself I was reasonably familiar
with the rules of the road. Thus I could gain experience on L plates
accompanied by my father. His attempts at learning didn’t last long. He was in
his sixties, had wasted back muscles and was slightly embarrassed to be taught
by his son.
After the saga
of my own test taken in a strange car in a strangle locality I took the van to
park in the drive of my Leicester bedsitting room. I was frequently frustrated
by starting difficulty. I learned the hard way about the effect of dampness on
high voltage ignition. Compounding the problem I could not easily trickle
charge the battery from my top floor room. The previous private own had put two
seats in the back van portion; untethered. I now realise they were a safety
nightmare.
The Morris
Minor designed by Alec Issigonis ( later famous as the Mini designer ) was
introduced in 1948. It was very innovative with torsion bar independent front
suspension and lever arm shock absorbers. It was among the first to have rack
and pinion steering which is now almost universal. Basing the body shape on the
aerodynamic American cars of the time it had low mounted headlights along with split
windscreen and a 850cc sidevalve engine.
At the rear was a conventional leaf sprung axle with telescopic dampers. This
underpowered car was given a major facelift in 1957. The 950cc overhead valve
BMC A series engine gave a much improved performance slightly dampened by
headlights raised onto the wings to comply with new lighting regulations. Now
called the Minor 1000 this was the version I bought. The only extra in the
rather spartan interior was a heater, a
cylindrical fitting ahead of the gearlever. It seems amazing now that a
heater was considered an extra.
Generally the
van was reliable in my ownership although it did produce rather a lot of small
niggles.. I gradually learned its idiosyncrasies. The only time it failed me
could not have happened at a more embarrassing time. We were going to my
cousins wedding in Sheffield. After the ceremony then off to the reception but
the car wouldn’t start. Swift diagnosis as I couldn’t hear the starter motor
engage told me that corrosion at the battery terminals was stopping larger
current flow. The cure was simple involving taking off the battery terminals,
cleaning and replacing. However I was wearing my wedding suit and in a hurry.
Eventually we turned up in time for the wedding breakfast but I was hot and
flustered.
A more
satisfactory occasion was my honeymoon. Knowing my new brothers-in-law I tried
to hide my car but it was found and I discovered two large fish , one wired to
the exhaust manifold and one to the radiator. Fortunately we were changing into
going away clothes at Annette’s house but removing the fish with fire tongs was
still a slightly unpleasant job. Not as bad as if they had been undiscovered
and left in situ. Our honeymoon caravan in Kirkcudbrightshire was accessible
via a short cut by driving along a hard sand beach. I wonder now that I took
the risk of getting stuck so nonchalantly.
My best
friend’s mate had a Minor 1000 also and on a memorable night out in Birmingham
extolled the virtues of two changes he had made. Firstly he had installed a
windscreen washer( unusual in those days) Secondly he had fitted the first
generation radial tyres ( as Pirelli Cinturato). Technically steel braced
radials as Michelin X had been around for economy and durability for years but
modern fabric braced radials for cars were a new departure. I recall he
demonstrated the benefit to roadholding and in the process rather frightened
me.
As I grew more
confident in my mechanical skills I made the modification to provide a starting
handle. These were becoming rather unusual by this time but I became adept at
starting the car with the handle. The most major work I did was to decoke and
valve grind, a top overhaul. Although I wasn’t to know it this experience led
me later into a marathon rebuild of a
colleagues Minor 1000. He wanted to do the same and I casually said I would
help. It turned out the pistons were burnt and eventually we finished up with a
cylinder rebore and gearbox rebuild. There was a time when bits of the car were
distributed in various colleagues garages across the Wirral as it developed
into a big group effort.
We spent our
first summer holiday camping in Cornwall. This caused the most puzzling failure
of my ownership. Car electrics had never been my strong point and I was
initially baffled when after a fuel tank feed pipe repair the fuel gauge didn’t
work. The answer proved easy once I realised the repair had interposed an
insulating section in the fuel pipe. Once bridged by a conductor the problem
was solved.
All in all I had a happy experience in some 25000 miles until eventually it went in part exchange for a Hillman Imp to a dealer in Renshaw Street in Liverpool
