Jaguar Tales

After six month's delay due to the Coronavirus pandemic, we were finally able to complete our first UK HERO (Historic Endurance Rallying Organisation) event at the beginning of September 2020, albeit under the shadow of Covid-19 infection precautions. There were a few last minute rectifications to the car...that irritating rattle was traced back to the very first thing we fixed on the car:  The front shock absorber mounting.  We had replaced the bushes and reassembled all the washers and cups in the position we found them.  Big Mistake!  Given all the other bodges we found on the car, I should have thought to double check the assembly earlier.  Doing so now, it was obviously wrong.  It was a 10 minute job, that changed the car from a rattlely old banger into a swish, silent Jag.  The power steering fluid is slowly disappearing (I know not where), so a quick top up and we were ready to roll. Prepped & Ready To Go I met Graham, my navigator, at the s...

My old friend, Gene from Tennessee, had invited me to co-drive the Hagerty Silver Summit Rally in Colorado, USA in May 2020.  He has a sizeable, eclectic collection of old cars, but the main focus are 60s/70s/80s V8 American land yachts...those XXL-sized automobiles we used to laugh at from this side of the pond, but nevertheless secretly coveted. His collection is undocumented, but back of the envelope calculations indicate around 30 vehicles (but my guess is that there are few forgotten beauties still to be included). One of three garages on Gene's property (plus an undisclosed number of storage facilities!) Gene had just purchased yet another classic, this time in almost perfect condition with a full log of work completed over the years, in Denver...the stepping-off point for this adventure:  700 miles over three days through the Colorado mountains in a 1969 Oldsmobile Toronado, with a 425 cubic inch (7 Litre) engine with 385bhp powering the front wheels only.  Ap...

I was preparing the XJS for its first proper event in March 2020 after 18 months of restoration work on the car.  With a few days to go the fire extinguisher was installed, together with a map light, harnesses, rally clock, timer, spill kit, OK board and a fair few tools and spare parts, just in case.  Stickers and paint for the towing points, tow rope, hazard triangle, tarpaulin...there is a long list of requirements. Not Yet Finished, But Getting Closer to the Line (literally) The only thing left to do was a permanent fix of the windscreen washers...something that had been perplexing me for 18 months.  Just as I managed to finally find a route through the firewall for a new electrical feed for the pump my phone pinged.  It was Graham, my navigator, with news that the HERO Challenge had been cancelled due to the Covid-19 Pandemic.  It was scarcely a surprise. A few days later we were in full lockdown and without the deadline of the rally, we had an opportun...

My wife and I were returning from a long-promised shopping trip to Bicester Village without the teenagers.  My wife is not a frequent shopper, but when she sets her mind to it, I know we are in for a full day of perusing, selecting, trying, rejecting and buying. Driving back down the M40 my 'phone rang.  It was our eldest, Max, who was eagerly racking up miles in the XJS as a reward for getting it through its MOT.  The car looked rough and ready, but was mechanically safe, and though some of the minor ancillaries had yet to be repaired, he felt it was a very cool car to swan about in for a week in his gap year, despite the cost in fuel. Looking a bit rough, but it has it's MOT He explained that after collecting his brother from school, the engine had cut out in the middle of a roundabout in Bishop's Stortford and would not restart.  He was sure there was sufficient fuel in the car (despite one of those slightly non-functioning ancillaries being the fuel gau...

You may recall that the aborted trip to Cornwall turned out to have a rusty lining:  When the car came off the transporter, holes had magically appeared in both sills where filler from previous bodged repairs had shaken free, leaving fresh air where metal once kept the car together. With my eldest son suitably bribed (with an entry in the XJS at an Autotest) and a dear friend's offer of a dry Essex barn to work in, we started cutting away the rusty mess.  My hope was that the front and rear sill repair sections I had ordered from xjspanelshop.co.uk would be sufficient and that we would not need the very expensive genuine sills. Let the welding begin It had been a job that I had been putting off for months...but now we had made the first cut, there was no going back.  More and more rusty metal dropped onto the barn's floor until we were left with the ugly truth!  Fortunately the front end of the inner sills just needed a patch to repair before the replaceme...

My wife had (outwardly) been very patient with me whilst, what she considered to be a heap of junk, had sat up on axle stands, on our newly laid drive under a grey Jaguar-shaped cover for the best part of a year. On pain of divorce, I had been warned that no oil or other noxious fluids were to find their way onto or into the pristine surface.  Of course old Jaguars don't leak....they merely perspire from time-to-time from various orifices.  To avoid divorce proceedings, I re-purposed a bright blue plastic pool cover to protect the drive whilst the car was up on stands.  This was hardly a colour my wife had in mind when she was planning her rose planting in the front garden, however it was impervious to fluids and reasonably comfortable whilst I crawled around beneath the car.  On the assumption that this was a temporary measure, the bright blue plastic was tolerated! It was high summer in England and I had planned a quick two-day trip to the West Country to tak...

It is said that a journey of a 1000 miles starts with a single step. The problem is taking that initial pace forward. I had been putting off the mammoth task of replacing the rotten front subframe for some months, more in trepidation of what might follow than lack of time. Eventually I could delay no more. The first job was to build a cradle to support the 1/2 ton engine and transmission to allow us to extract the front subframe complete with the steering rack and all the front suspension and brake components. Dire stories of injury and death surfaced from internet searches with warnings to use only the official Jaguar workshop equipment. Putting these worries to one side, I decided that four lengths of 4" x 4" timber, some custom made brackets and 4 x 2-tonne ratchet straps would be more than sufficient to hold a half-ton weight. Backed up with some sturdy supports under the transmission for extra security and after some hours struggling with nuts and bolts that had bee...