Team General Ignorance

The General is back. Call me Ishmael, but no one has seen that kind of battle not seen since Captain Ahab took on Moby Dick. Thankfully, I conquered this particular white whale and he was up and running again.

And, a couple of hours later, he was still starting….

What you gonna do when things go wrong?
What you gonna do when it all cracks up?
What you gonna do when the love burns down?
What you gonna do when the flames go up?
Who is gonna come and turn the tide?
What’s it gonna take to make a dream survive?
Who’s got the touch to calm the storm inside?
Who’s gonna save you?
Alive and kicking

The General is a wee bit dead. The ‘weak battery’ issue compounded with it being a wee bit damp last night** and he wasn’t for starting (even with the jump pack).

We are not perturbed/daunted. Bit drier today so I’m hoping to get him started tonight. That will at least let us get it to a garage!

** and yes I’m a doofus, I couldn’t get the bonnet to shut properly

To everyone who’s donated so far. We’re now past our initial fundraising target and well on the way to our second thousand. Thank you all for your generosity and support.

The General started today. It wasn’t a spritely start. In fact, it was quite like finding a World War II Sherman Tank abandoned in a barn and firing it up after 50 years of neglect, but hey, he started. So I took him for a wee tour for the first of many location shots. It was mobbed down by the bridge so I had to go the other side, hence the rather hamfisted shooting into the sun.

Here he is, the last of the late brakers, with his head deep in the bowels of The General. A sight that we hope we don’t see en route to Cabo da Roca.