Newsletter 04 - August 1998

Unbelievable though it may be, on 18th June I received the membership
application from the previously mentioned series 1 owner. You are most
welcome. However you may feel that you have done the wrong thing, by joining
our little band, because now I will pick on you and beg for information, story and
pictures, please.
DAS
Addressed to our 2 members ‘across the water‘.
With no knowledge of life, motoring wise, in Ireland/Eire, I pose the question,
“What is life, motoring wise, and more importantly Kit Car wise like over there?
Is there an active kit car scene and what about things Minari?” You really are
somewhat cut off from the rest of the Minari world, (the N.L. should go some way
to redress that I hope, but there’s no substitute for direct contact). Are you far
from good Minari roads? What about the problems of getting a kit home?
Transport alone must have considerably increased the overall cost. Addressed to
‘AT‘. How far from completion are you?
Well that is enough for you to be getting on with, sorry to drop that on you, but I
am interested.
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To everyone, no matter where.
Consider the above addressed to you also. Has anyone made a careful log of the
number of hours spent on their creation? It took 11 months for my car to be road
legal from collecting the kit, but another 9 months later I am still finishing off.
Again at the Alfa Day Ray Miles said that he had kept a careful log of his time
and took 1000 hours! Anyone else got their times please?
New use found for the Minari.
My wife wanted a pot plant taken into school, however it was too tall to go in the
Rover of wife No 2. I volunteered the Minari. Result Brownie points for me, two
happy teachers, one windswept pot plant, and a message form daughter No 2 on
the answer phone when I got home. “Dad, the front brake on the bike has fallen
off, the bolts are missing and the brake thing is hanging on by the wire!”
She had bought a new front tyre and had it fiAed to her bike, the fiAer had
apparently forgoAen to @ghten the brake calliper retaining bolt. Fortunately
Andrea hadn’t needed the front brake un@l she got to Uni. and was parking the
bike. Daddy to the rescue.
Watling Tyres Depot. manager was most apologe@c, as he should have been, and
would be speaking to the fiAer. He was well aware of the poten@al for problems,
but I reminded him anyway.
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