This morning I set off to drive from Bristol to Portsmouth for a conference. I was happily plodding along the M4 at somewhere close to the speed limit, all is well, temps and pressures normal, in fact Mabel seemed to be quite enjoying the run.
I stopped at Membury for a “comfort break”, returned to the car, started up and rejoined the M4.
About a mile from Membury, heading East, the engine started to lose power and finally stopped altogether. I pulled as far off the road as I could, put on the hazards (so glad I fitted them at last!) and tried to restart the car. Nothing, turned over alright but didn’t fire up. Yes, the fuel filter was full but that’s really all I checked.
So, being a sensible chap and not wishing to tempt fate by fiddling with the car on the motorway with big trucks thundering past I called the breakdown. He was there within 25 minutes because his base is just near Membury services. We decided to put the car on the loader and get off the motorway and then we stopped at the next junction to see if there was an easy fix. No, the same situation. Engine turns but won’t start. So I decided to take advantage of the get you home part of the breakdown service and we returned the car 50 miles back home.
Outside my house we unloaded the car and the recovery man said “try it again and see if we can spot the trouble”. You can guess what happened - the bloody thing started perfectly, ticking over like a good ‘un.
I left the Mabel at home and travelled to Portsmouth on the train. I might give her a good kicking when I get home.
Richard
I stopped at Membury for a “comfort break”, returned to the car, started up and rejoined the M4.
About a mile from Membury, heading East, the engine started to lose power and finally stopped altogether. I pulled as far off the road as I could, put on the hazards (so glad I fitted them at last!) and tried to restart the car. Nothing, turned over alright but didn’t fire up. Yes, the fuel filter was full but that’s really all I checked.
So, being a sensible chap and not wishing to tempt fate by fiddling with the car on the motorway with big trucks thundering past I called the breakdown. He was there within 25 minutes because his base is just near Membury services. We decided to put the car on the loader and get off the motorway and then we stopped at the next junction to see if there was an easy fix. No, the same situation. Engine turns but won’t start. So I decided to take advantage of the get you home part of the breakdown service and we returned the car 50 miles back home.
Outside my house we unloaded the car and the recovery man said “try it again and see if we can spot the trouble”. You can guess what happened - the bloody thing started perfectly, ticking over like a good ‘un.
I left the Mabel at home and travelled to Portsmouth on the train. I might give her a good kicking when I get home.
Richard
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