swee'pea99
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I fixed my wife's A3 printer. But it's alright now - I bought her a new one.
Now there's a mans man, workbench and pillar drill in the kitchen.I bodged my drill stand into some sort of working order using two 1" hose clips, a bottle cage handlebar mount and a crappy plastic tyre lever...
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Last week, my bubble pal declared my house 'too messy' (whatever that means! ) and set about tidying it up. I pointed out that it isn't her home and that we haven't been partners for 20 years so it wasn't really something that should concern her but she said that if she was going to continue coming over here 1 or 2 days a week then she would need it to be tidier. I told her NOT to touch any bike bits or throw away anything without asking me first***! After a while I started to feel guilty and gave her a hand... I admit that it DOES look better, but if I'd been in the middle of working on my bike then there would have been tools and cycle parts all over the kitchen work surfaces and they would have stayed there until I'd finished.Now there's a mans man, workbench and pillar drill in the kitchen.
The joys of living in a one bedroom 1st floor flat.Now there's a mans man, workbench and pillar drill in the kitchen.
Years ago our family had a yellow Ford escort estate. I think it was 1974 vintage or thereabouts. We called it the yellow submarine. Over the time the bodywork rotted away. As way of repair the gaps were filled with papermache . When it came time to tell it was going well till potential buyer leant on a bit of the substitute bodywork!
The hole in the floor on my Triumph Herald was no big deal most of the time. It was only when you drove in heavy rain that your feet got drenched.It's something I was thinking about recently is that youngsters today will never know the joys of bodging cars back together again. I must confess I did fill a couple of minor and non-structural rust holes in the boot floor of my 205 recently with fibreglass matting and after a bit of sanding and a coat of paint you'd never notice at a casual glance. I only see it as a temporary fix as I plan on proper restoration next year. It is twenty-five year old after all.
I had the ability to do so in my skillset, an apprenticeship served helping my Dad do things like that when it was normal to have rust holes in your Ford Cortina when it was 5 or 6 years old. I know someone who bought a new Talbot Sunbeam in 1981 and he ended up in a hedge after the rear suspension arm pulled out of the bodywork due to rust when it was just three years old. I put my foot through the floorpan of my neighbour's Toyota Starlet on our way to a Sunday school outing and it could only have been a few years old at the time. My Dad was a haulage contractor and most of the lorries of the 70s and 80s were unbelievable rust buckets and Sundays were often spent pop-riveting the cab back together for another while.
I suspect if you were to tell those sorts of stories to teenagers today they'd not even know what you you'd be talking about any kind of serious rust is rare on most cars even at twenty old and you no longer need to constantly tweak things like points and carbs, you can just expect it to work.
My missus thinks I'm mad, but they all have their place...Put a new stylus in my 40 year old Kenwood turntable today.
This may interest some of you mend and make do'ers.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/business-55808632
Somebody should have told my wife not to throw things away without consulting. I lost all sorts of stuff but particularly the head badge of my Flying Scot annoyed me and one of a pair of mustard and cress pigs she gave away. Some was not on purpose and I found missing kitchen knives in the compost often.Last week, my bubble pal declared my house 'too messy' (whatever that means! ) and set about tidying it up. I pointed out that it isn't her home and that we haven't been partners for 20 years so it wasn't really something that should concern her but she said that if she was going to continue coming over here 1 or 2 days a week then she would need it to be tidier. I told her NOT to touch any bike bits or throw away anything without asking me first***! After a while I started to feel guilty and gave her a hand... I admit that it DOES look better, but if I'd been in the middle of working on my bike then there would have been tools and cycle parts all over the kitchen work surfaces and they would have stayed there until I'd finished.
*** We had a row 30 years ago (when we WERE still partners) about tidying. I had been away to visit my family and arrived home to find a big box of papers in my back yard next to the rubbish bin. I looked in the box and found all sorts of important documents in there, and I'm NOT talking about just lists of riders in the 1950s editions of the Tour de France.
No, the discarded papers included my birth certificate, school and university exam certificates, NHS card etc. Apparently she had done the tidying with her sister and they got bored at looking through piles of 'useless papers' (such as lists of riders in the 1950s editions of the Tour de France! ) and decided to throw the whole lot away. It was upsetting - they had obviously done a lot of work and it was very kind of them, but you just can't do that kind of thing without asking permission first!
My wife took turns with a neighbour running the kids to school who would not let them travel if it was our van. It had a large hole in the floor on the passenger side. Our car had to be used when it was our turn. I pop riveted a but of sheet steel over the hole eventually. I got so adept at welding sills I could almost weld kitchen foil.The hole in the floor on my Triumph Herald was no big deal most of the time. It was only when you drove in heavy rain that your feet got drenched.