After doing the underside of the car so easily with the cleaning discs, I bought a load more and decided to do the roof if the weather was OK today. It looked like rain, but I chanced it and wheeled the tub outside to work on. While it was out I took the light fittings off and moved them up into the roof to enable me to spin the car round a bit further in the garage.

One disc and a few hours later i had a bare metal roof, was black from head to toe, and the drive was covered in a layer of dirt. There was more filler in the roof, and like all the other filler I’d found, seemed to be for no real reason.
I blew the dust off with the air line, then cleaned the bare metal with thinners and polished it off with a clean rag. Being unable to get at the roof properly meant it needed to be painted outside, but as this was only to cover the bare metal I wasn’t too concerned. As I shook the rattle can paint, out of nowhere some flies landed on the roof just to remind me why you don’t paint cars outside. Within ten minutes of painting, it started to rain, so it went back in and I called it a day. John Fraser popped over in the night and lent me his spot blast gun. Will have a go of that on the awkward bits.