OK - I'll Leave it to the Professionals

So Talbot on fan first thing to warm the garage. Yes I got up the courage to attack the fuel pump.

I started by cleaning area and the pump and ancillaries because they were pretty shitty.

I then undid the first patrol pipe union. Less petrol than expected came out when I undid it - the one that runs up to the carburetor, but then I don't know how much it should've been. I then attacked the rear union - umm no way to get to it with everything in the way.

I decided I would have to take the coil off to get enough clearance at the rear. I slackened off the pinch bolt but I found it was already slack but it was just jammed in by the tight holder. SO I had to take that off too. Slackening off the nut to take out the first fitting from that my worst fears were confirmed. It was a bolt with a nut and washer behind the bulk head - it and they both fell out. Somewhere.

I managed to get the coil holder out of the way only to find the spanner was turning the whole union - so I stopped. It felt like I was going to Fuck up royally.

It was then that things started to go from bad to worse. In order to get what I thought might be a route to the coil clamp I took off the regulator box cover but that was a route to madness - and putting it back on it went spark spark spark ! I think it's okay as I checked the fuses and none looked blown.

Finally as I felt very deflated I tidied up the tools and swapped the battery charger over and noticed that there were nuts holding a panel inside the car which might give access - so I'll investigate that next.

Mid afternoon it was Van time again.

Hard work getting the wheel chair in and clamped down but we did it  - off to Shotley for jabs we went. Dodging Sugar Beat lorries along the lanes. 

Unpacking and re-packing (by this time in the gloom) were easier - but it'd quite hard work. Well for me anyway.