When the Wee ‘Un arrived home from school today, he found me taking my tools out in readiness to change the rear brake pads on our Land Rover Defender. He asked if he could help, so I said he could do the job if he wanted. He immediately agreed. I cracked the wheel nuts free—they’d been put on with a pneumatic wrench—and manhandled the wheels. He did the rest.
After removing the retaining pins and springs, he cleaned the gunge off the brake pistons before using a pipe wrench to push against the pads and compress the pistons. He took out the outer pads first, prepared and inserted new ones, then did the same with the inner pads.
After I put the wheel on—it’s too heavy even for a strong 10-year-old—the Wee ‘Un put the wheel nuts on and tightened them up by hand. We lowered the truck to the ground and he tightened the nuts as hard as he could, before handing over to me to finish off. The Wee ‘Un remembered to follow the pattern of opposite nuts, too. With one side done, it was around to the other side for a repeat. An hour after starting, it was job done. Fortunately, he didn’t ask for £38 as that’s the hourly rate for mechanics here! I gave him a lollipop instead. Yes, I’m a cheapskate.