The XK
Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2023 5:04 pm
Part 1
Like all good stories, there needs to be an opening which gains the attention of the reader…a plot that develops well in the middle and a satisfactory and conclusive ending
Well, I’m not much of a writer, and I wasn’t sure if I had the motivation to write a third build diary…but then I though, why not…trying to explain why we do things is no bad thing and sometimes therapeutic…..
So let’s see if this works…..
My 911 is now a part of my life that I couldn’t imagine being apart from, and after a dozen years of pleasure was joined by its older E Type sibling, a car I have wanted for some reason I can never truly recall, since I was 17 or so, which took both a longer time to restore than I expected but also took me along a journey of mild customising to create a car built better than original and highly personal to me
After the E Type I was fairly sure I was done with building cars and thought that 2 was enough to choose from on a sunny day…but then life, as it often does, changed
Being a part of one’s children’s life is something anyone would always want, and for ever if that were possible …but it isn’t…somehow thats acceptable as its part of life’s gentle cycle..we are born, we live and we pass on….but the issue at least for me was when that cycle was broken by a sudden event..which in my case was three fold
Aside from a separation, which whist not something I would necessarily have wished for, being something I had a part in I have to accept responsibility for…and shortly thereafter the passing of my mother, after a prolonged illness…well these were things I could process and deal with
However within a further year my longest known work colleague passed unexpectedly at only 65 years of age and within a further year another colleague passed far too early at 51 with an aggressive tumour and a university pal was diagnosed with a similar condition. It all felt like this rollercoaster called life had somehow lost its steady path and being around for a whole lot longer was not something that could be taken for granted in the slightest
I love making things….I always have, ever since as a kid I started with Airfix kits…it’s one of the things that I find calming and I never tire of.
It’s the reason I am an Architect, and it’s the reason I have 2 older cars….
So as I sat one evening in my local, I had one of those epiphany moments, or to be perfectly honest more like….
“…f*** this…life is far too short…..”…..I don’t have the space for another restoration, but I do have the means..I will just build another cabin in the garden and build another car…..
Simple….
Like all good stories, there needs to be an opening which gains the attention of the reader…a plot that develops well in the middle and a satisfactory and conclusive ending
Well, I’m not much of a writer, and I wasn’t sure if I had the motivation to write a third build diary…but then I though, why not…trying to explain why we do things is no bad thing and sometimes therapeutic…..
So let’s see if this works…..
My 911 is now a part of my life that I couldn’t imagine being apart from, and after a dozen years of pleasure was joined by its older E Type sibling, a car I have wanted for some reason I can never truly recall, since I was 17 or so, which took both a longer time to restore than I expected but also took me along a journey of mild customising to create a car built better than original and highly personal to me
After the E Type I was fairly sure I was done with building cars and thought that 2 was enough to choose from on a sunny day…but then life, as it often does, changed
Being a part of one’s children’s life is something anyone would always want, and for ever if that were possible …but it isn’t…somehow thats acceptable as its part of life’s gentle cycle..we are born, we live and we pass on….but the issue at least for me was when that cycle was broken by a sudden event..which in my case was three fold
Aside from a separation, which whist not something I would necessarily have wished for, being something I had a part in I have to accept responsibility for…and shortly thereafter the passing of my mother, after a prolonged illness…well these were things I could process and deal with
However within a further year my longest known work colleague passed unexpectedly at only 65 years of age and within a further year another colleague passed far too early at 51 with an aggressive tumour and a university pal was diagnosed with a similar condition. It all felt like this rollercoaster called life had somehow lost its steady path and being around for a whole lot longer was not something that could be taken for granted in the slightest
I love making things….I always have, ever since as a kid I started with Airfix kits…it’s one of the things that I find calming and I never tire of.
It’s the reason I am an Architect, and it’s the reason I have 2 older cars….
So as I sat one evening in my local, I had one of those epiphany moments, or to be perfectly honest more like….
“…f*** this…life is far too short…..”…..I don’t have the space for another restoration, but I do have the means..I will just build another cabin in the garden and build another car…..
Simple….