Nostalgia, it's a wonderful thing - in hindsight. The thing I miss least of all from those 'Good ole days' is the grease nipple.
Old cars had dozens of them, often fitted in the most awkward of places and woe betide you if you missed one.
Hubs, king-pins, steering bushes and links, pedals and linkages the darn things were everywhere. One old Rover
I used to look after for one of natures real old gentlemen - IIRC - had 32 of them. Then, on some of the real
oldies, there were not only the grease nipples but the occasional oil pot to consider. I must have had a dozen
various grease guns, with a multitude of rigid/flexible fittings and injectors, plus pump action oil cans and a
wide variety of greases and oils to cover the needs of the many cars I looked after.
Now it appears that the almost 'mandatory' safety checks that my dealer carries out at each service point takes
longer than the actual service itself.
Hey-ho, must be getting old.