Monday 18 August 2014

It's a simple fix.....

Ssshhhhhh!

I've found a simple fix to do on Brian that really was a simple fix. It was simple to do, and it fixed it!

I know! You're as surprised as I, dear reader!

Well. Following yesterday's post and video, it was clear that Brian had a brake switch that had let go.

Getting the part wasn't hugely simple but that had nothing to do with Brian and everything to do with the fact that EuroCarParts are ageist in their vehicle parts stocking. I ended up getting the bus (an actual public transport bus) over to Swaffham where our fabulous mechanic usually is, collecting the part and some instructions, and heading back here via Halfords to get some dot4 brake fluid.

This is the offending article.




This is the shiny new replacement. The red stuff is a sealant. The adjustable spanner is set at 24mm.



1) Top up your fluid. We used halfords dot4, on Lovely Welding Man's recommendation.
2) Have everything ready, and a spare pair of hands.
3) Remove old one and slide new one into place, just catching the thread.
4) With your spare pair of hands/feet, depress the brake pedal so that the fluid is just oozing out.
5) Screw the new switch in all the way.
6) Tighten with the spanner.

You are done!

We now have a passenger side rear light cluster with brake light and indicator. More importantly, we have brakes.

(Still nothing on the left except the rear light when all the lights are put on. Confusing much?)

- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone so don't mock the spelling and I'll be back later to sort the layout!

Sunday 17 August 2014

The moment you realise just how much your VW loves you.

Last week we went to Blackpool, via Llay.  We spent the week up there, we drove back, via Leamington Spa.  I suppose over the week we did about 700 miles, Friday to Friday.

Thursday, we had a bulb blow in the back indicator.  Our friend was following us, and she cheerfully informed us that we had no brake lights either.  Oh we did.  Oh we didn't.  Oh we did.  Oh we didn't.  You get the picture.  Intermittent earth fault, we thought.  Nothing we can do here.

We got back on Friday.

We slept a lot of yesterday.

Today we decided to see what we could fix.

The right rear indicator was indeed bulb blown.  Melted and kaput and fubar.  (All technical terms!)  We replaced it, and..... nothing.  We cleaned the contacts and...... nothing.

Ho hum.

We checked the fuses, cleaned the contacts, tidied it up a bit, and ...... nothing.

We then stopped for a brew, obviously.

We went back out.  We checked the brakes again, ready to check the brake switches, and Jack thought he heard something.  He stuck his head under the van.  I pressed the pedal.

This is what he saw.



Hmmmmm.  I'm not a mechanic.  I've said this before.  I'll stick my neck out on this one though - I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to do that.

Thankfully, Brian didn't lose it on the way home barrelling down the M6, he didn't lose it around a roundabout, he lost it on the drive, at home.  Even now, he's got some braking.  We're just not sure how much!

Today, we realised how much he loves us too.

(Yes, I'm fully aware that this is anthropomorphising to the extreme.  I don't care.)