Sometimes we have to admit defeat and have another plan. The truth was that after years of messing around with the car in primer, I just couldn't keep up with the damp in my garage. As soon as I painted it in primer over the warmer months, winter would appear and cause all sorts of mayhem. Any bare metal would oxidise and little pin pricks of corrosion started to push up through the primer. This was hopeless.
So, realising that at this rate the car would never be finished, I did an about-turn and agreed to have the work done by a professional and say "sod it" to the cost. I need the car to turn that corner, so I can get over the hump of being stuck in this never ending circle.
And so it was that last week Bessy was wheeled out of the garage and loaded on a trailer, to be bare-metaled, re-filled, filler-primed and top-coated. I have to say that I had a lump in my throat as the old girl was taken away in the rain, but hopefully when she comes back I will be bowled over.
Watch this space!