Chris Melia Bodyshell.
Christmas comes but twice a year!
Got home yesterday trying not to appear over excited in front of mission control. Mission control knows this and takes advantage of the situation and suggests we go out for a bite to eat (this doesn't happen very often)! I can just see the nose section of the front clip through the window in the garage. What does a man do in a situation like this? Hands in pocket (to minimise tenacious body language) I suggest that, because it is too hot to go out, I get fish and chips and we can sit in the back garden. Bingo, mission control accepts (deep rooted compromise really).
Fish and chips acquired in record time, scoffed even quicker, tea drunk like I stole it and made my way to the garage.
First impressions: Yesssssssss. Phoned Chris to thank him trying (again) not to sound like a kid in a sweet shop. It's all there, a light weight bodyshell. Took it outside and arranged the various bits into position for photographs (to follow), dog, children, other local children and mission control (with knowing smile) came out to take a butchers.
This is another milestone, the acquisition of a major component. Engine next.
