After Weeks of Searching, I finally found an 'Old School Garage' that looked the perfect place for an MOT.

None of this was Straightforward, it never is with me and so before I took my Car along I had to do an inspection.

To make sure that the Garage was up to muster, with no Tools scattered all over the place with Oily Rags everywhere.

They also seemed to Specialize in Classics but more important than anything else, I struck up a really good rapport with the Owner.

So what on earth could possibly go wrong?

You mean apart from chewing my fingers right down to the bone and in between times passing out in a mixture of fear and excitement.

All of which left me so traumatized that I still haven't recovered at the prospect of what might have been in the event that She failed.

For reasons that cannot be explained, I sort of got the impression that this would be something of a 'rubber stamp job'

Which just shows how wrong you can be, as they went over 'Cherry Blossom' with a fine tooth comb, leaving not a single stone unturned.

This MOT was the Strictest that I have had on any Car that I have ever owned and lasted all of TWO HOURS!

I was properly 'bricking it', I can tell you and by the time that it came to Testing the Brakes I was feeling physically sick.

As after fitting New Calipers, together with New Brake Pipes (which I made myself) I was convinced it was now all about to go wrong.

When we finally got to the dreaded Rolling Road Test, as there's only so much you can do out in the garden, at least as far as Testing the Brakes are concerned.

And when he pressed the Brake Pedal with the Car on the Rollers, I could really hardly bear to watch.

Especially when I heard him say 'that's never happened before........

What's never happened? what do you mean?

I thought a Brake Pipe must have come off and was now expecting to see Brake Fluid running everywhere.

He told me to have a look at the Dials and said the Brakes were so perfect that the numbers on both dials were exactly the same!

But now it was on to the Hand Brake and although I never use one in an Automatic, if anything when wrong with this.

Then it could mean that the IRS would then have to come out but this was unbelievably A1 Perfect as well.

But it wasn't over yet Oh No!

As he put 'Cherry Blossom' on another Lift, after which he then gave her a microscopic inspection.

Checking every single thing that you could ever think of and then made some notes on his Clip Board, which started freaking me out. OMG! OMG!

After which he disappeared into the outer Office, leaving me not knowing what was going on.

My nerves were shot to ribbons, I was shaking and nearly in tears.

Until I heard a voice say here you are, where then Seconds later I was holding the MOT Certificate in my hot sticky hand!

'Cherry' had actually passed with Flying Colours!

After which I then went down to the Post Office to TAX her (For July 1st)

Which means I cannot driver her until Saturday 1st of July.

And so Tomorrow will be the longest day!