The Final Solution
Thanks guys for all of your input. Well, yes Grits, drilling that first hole in a vehicle that has only just turned over 20k is very disconcerting. However (drum role please),
it is accomplished! I've spent most of today in, out and under the car. Believe me when I say that I could not find a spot on the firewall to drill. It appears that every inch has something attached to it, if not on the outside, then on the inside. Most of the internal stuff is electronically operated - for example the accelerator! The wiring harness is enclosed in some type of tubular square box that takes up a lot of room, and then makes it's way into the cabin via an enclosed compartment(?). Finally a decision was made. Around the steering mechanism where it enters the cabin is a double layered rubber grommet that is a good 50mm all round larger than the small diameter shaft that helps turn the wheels. With the aid of a very long upholstery needle I just happen to have, I was able to thread the coaxial through it near the outer edge with minimal damage to the rubber (I still have to get some selastic to seal it properly). This was achieved at the expense of an 11 cm x 4 cm strip of, now, missing skin and a cup and a half of blood that is firmly attached to the radiator overflow tank that resides at the rear of the motor - yes, against firewall. But, it is in and working well, although, Grit, I did stress about drilling four holes in the centre console to hold the radio and the microphone, but I did it. And for a short time I even ignored the foul language of some distant broadcaster whilst I enjoyed my handiwork.



Incidently I have now received some info that the KJ Cherokee usually has the uhf aerial attached above the right-hand rear brake light, and sticks 5 or 6 cm out from the body. The coaxial is threaded through the luggage area into the cabin, and the power comes from the 12 volt outlet on the wall of the luggage area. I'm not so sure about bits of sharpe metal sticking out from the body, though, we don't want to give the pedestrian council (whoever the hell
they are???) anything else to whinge about.
Tats
