I took the MG out for a spin last night and only got as far as Honor Oak before I lost all power and got some backfiring.
As I opened the bonnet and started nosing unknowledgeably inside a chap called Ian wandered over and asked if I was OK. He then spent half an hour helping me out, went to his house for tools, got me running again and chucked me a can of classic car oil he had no further use for.
I learned two things: I probably need a new fuel line filter and that people are lovely.
I took the MG out for a spin last night and only got as far as Honor Oak before I lost all power and got some backfiring.
As I opened the bonnet and started nosing unknowledgeably inside a chap called Ian wandered over and asked if I was OK. He then spent half an hour helping me out, went to his house for tools, got me running again and chucked me a can of classic car oil he had no further use for.
I learned two things: I probably need a new fuel line filter and that people are lovely.
Thanks Ian of Honor Oak.