The trouble with changing the clutch isn't the clutch itself - it's all the other bits of machinery and whatnot in the way that have to be removed first. And as charming as the Mini is, the engine bay isn't exactly spacious. Bruised knuckles, fatigued finger tips and grime-covered forearms are pretty much guaranteed every time there's a job to do in the under the bonnet. But.. a little while later and after a few expletives the clutch and flywheel assembly was out.
Even though having the clutch and flywheel assembly out again made me think deeply about the beauty of hindsight, it did allow me to check the oil seal work I'd done. Every cloud has a silver lining.. I suppose.
With the pressure plate removed the clutch plate itself is revealed. Oily and slick. As the job of the clutch is to provide friction these are two pretty bad qualities to have.
A smear of leftover oil can be seen on the friction surface below. Oil where there shouldn't be oil is about as useful as a calculator in a Spanish exam in this setting.
So for a lovely, grippy and friction-filled time a new clutch plate saved the day.
A few more words of wisdom you wouldn't want your grandma to hear and a bit of struggling later and it was all back together.
With the test drive complete having experienced no discernible clutch slippage I think the day could be declared successful!
