The day came, the one we were really waiting for, to pick up the cars from the dockside warehouse.
After dealing with the very small amount of paperwork our Morgans were there! - all of them covered with polythene sheeting, and polystyrene panels front and back. Our pieces of “Malvern Magic” were unwrapped; the batteries connected; starters pressed and with a surprisingly loud roar every car started. I must stress that any signs of emotion were manfully covered and any moist eyes visible were due to exhaust fumes.
A lunch had been arranged us at Elaine and Philip Fisher’s house in Walnut Creek, about forty miles east of San Francisco. The journey was a good test for the cars, drivers and navigators & all passed the test. Members of the local owners club were waiting for us at the Fishers house giving the splendid sight of twenty Morgans lined up in front of their yellow painted home.
The cars were cleaned and driven back across the Bay Bridge to our hotel in Fishermans Wharf.
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