When I first discovered the tatty BX down the side of the garage:


Phil GAVE me the car after I developed an unhealthy obsession with it. "I can't take any money off you for it, it's such a dog! Why not have that ZX?" Since then I have done LOADS to it; radius arms, speedo cable, cam belt, handbrake cable, new sunroof, and a load of other stuff I can't remember! It just got it's MOT and now I have to tax it. It's also had the nasty granny interior taken out and replaced with donor items from a scrapped meteor (there were wee stains on the back seat...)
Fun and games with Oscar's BX:

Remy admitting that it's "not bad, actually":

Today it's having all it's rust-prone hydraulic cables waxoyled, and a few days ago it had it's a-pillar welded after Oscar noticed a nasty hole

I love my BX - hope this isn't too many photos
