We have something of a real rarity here: made in small in numbers in the first place and not merely rare because rust and lack of interest killed them by the thousand. It has to be a Bristol.
Again, like so many of the photos I took in Dublin in Easter 2018, the grey light sabotaged my chances of getting a striking image as one might find here. (And many thanks to our Leinster correspondent for the use of the photographic equipment). However, as with a sighting of Loch Ness Monsters, one does not put down one’s camera and wait until the sun beams at precisely the right angle before snapping. If you want to get an image of a car like this, one takes one chances when one can.
What we see here is the year 2000 Bristol Blenheim, an uprated version of a car launched in 1976 as the Bristol 603. The Blenheim name appeared simultaneously with a -ahem- … re-styling of the exterior. Wikipedia is sketchy on when this took place, noting only that the Blenheim featured a variety of improvements over the 603.
You have to visit the rather lovely homepage of the Bristol Owner’s Club and root around a bit to find out that Bristol made the change from 603 to Blenheim in 1994. In 1998 the Blenheim 2 appeared and just two years later came the Series 3 we are looking at now.
Autocar heralded the car as “the most powerful version of its four-seater Blenheim coupe”. The new price sneaked in just under £134,000, leaving fifty quid over for either a quite nice bottle of wine or half a tank of petrol. The changes improved the car’s aerodynamic stability by means of revised air intakes and front spoiler. Bristol also revised the cabin and handling.
About the cabin, here is a case of what happens when you meet your heroes. Previous Bristols I have seen in person have had more than enough leg room for the rear passengers – one of Bristol’s claims is that the car has room for four large adults. In the case of the Blenheim 3 this can in no way be said to be the case. This is down to the rather thick front seats. There remained between them and the rear seat bases just enough room to slide an After Eight mint.
Further, the photos gracefully hide what I can only call an utterly ham-fisted bit of coachwork under the C-pillar. Bear with me because a photo would have been better than the following verbal explanation: the C-pillar’s base is about a centimetre further out from the car’s centre than is ideal. This means it interrrupts the shoulder line here:
That leaves a really unsightly bulge interrupting the flow from front to back along the shouder line.
And then there’s the rest of the detailing which is awful considering that the car was hand-made. The problem isn’t the craftsmanship but the design intent. In the much-lauded Far From The Mainstream series we saw how small firms make little savings on employing a seasoned designer and pay a big price for it. The pity with Bristol is that unlike many of the rather half-baked products occupying the space at the fringe of car manufacturing, Bristol is in every other way utterly excellent.
Students of the marque need no reminding but as we gain more readers here, there might be some not acquainted with the Bristol’s body-on-frame construction, its capable road manners and built-for-life assembly methods. It is pretty much a car for engineers and very much a car that insinuates itself into your heart via your head.
The Blenheim 3 used an adapted 5.9 litre Chrysler V8 with a compression increase, a modified inlet manifold and a reprofiled camshaft. The latter detail meant what Autocar called “freer breathing at high revs”. This brought the power up to 350 hp and increased the torque.
The detail I like is the engine had a very low RPM. At about 80 miles an hour the RPM would be about 2000, meaning a very relaxed and unstressed ride with commendable fuel economy for such a powerful car. Bristol claimed about 30 mpg was possible if you toured at about 65 miles per hour.
Other changes to what was the last 8-cylinder Bristol were wider tracks and stiffer anti-roll bars. You’d have to ask an owner if this reduced the ride quality but to judge by the car’s weight, its BOF chassis and nicely fat, fat tyres, I don’t think anyone would lose their teeth during spirited driving.
It’s pleasing to see a Bristol in Ireland: it’s one of a small suite of cars I think are truly suited to the conditions there (Jaguar, Rover, Citroen, Peugeot, Buick). The roads are awful (which the suspension deals with) and many of them are narrow, like the car.
Its moderate speed fuel consumption is in line with Ireland’s low-speed roads and high petrol prices. The available torque would make short work of the hilly bits of Ireland (of which there are many) and finally, the car is not that hard to fix which is a help in a country so short on generalist mechanics.
Lastly, it’s unobtrusive meaning it is not a car to generate ill-will the way a Rolls, Ferrari or Bentley might. Really, none of those three brands are right for Ireland whereas the Bristol might have been designed with Ireland in mind.