lalala lala... i gotta be me....

some jobs you just dont want to do... Like sound proofing a party wall...

this 2nd week started, shak'n and a ach'n with a dose of 48 hour flue... 

later drag myself out of sick bed to finish the poxy job, fitting the last bit of plasterboard lopped off part of my thumb...

two days later I get up early to do a little cleaning job on a saturday and its projectile vomiting time...

and then damage the heel of my foot so badly,  I can't walk...

So fuck it all...

and then this morning my invite arrived...

just sayin...

and one hundred and forty miles later...a car park in Dorking, Surrey...

Tony and Paul 

 nice, liked the pipes 

 £7500

Gary

chitty chitty 

JohnosPanKnuck 

 Troy and Johno

fooled silly old me 

zorst 

 Five shovels Wade

 WidowsKnuck

 pretty

 bloody tourists

adult toys

 Ians stall

and his shovel for sale

and all the way from wales - Lee

a chance to catch up with friends in a car park in Dorking
my mate Peter from Chertsey who kindly delivered a package to me
a brief hallo to Vaughan and a chinwag with 'epsom salt' Peter

Currently one out of seven days are Ok here on the east coast, a bright clear sky but the damn wind never dies...

postman rings twice...

 got the shirt... not the heads...

32 years old and worn out...

 strange, it fits, with no filing or cutting...

safe kickstand at last... 

and finally... the postman rings three times this week...

I have spent a lot of money on plugs over the past year in the vain hope that it will resolve the bitches crappy starting. 

NGK's (an old favourite), HD Brand (She seems to like these, made by champion) Champion's (not used these much as it would not start at the time) NGK Iridiums (liked these, seem to use less gas) Accel's (not had much use, would not start in Jan this year)

I put in the big intermediate jet (29.5) for the super E, hoping that the bitch would not only fire on the fourth kick cold as usual but also keep running!

Last week she would not start at all, just the odd pop.

Off with the pushrod covers and re-did the pushrod adjustment - they were spot on.

I changed the plugs from my reliable? HD Brand to the NGK iridiums.

Finally she starts and we go for a ride, stop three times and three non starts later, just a cough out of the carb, without using choke.

So grabbing at straws, I go on www. Shovelhead.US, the consensus seems that those who 'know' use Bosch platinums. 

So here they are and its snowing...

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THE SURREY HARLEY BOOT SALE THE NEXT SURREY HARLEY BOOT SALE WILL BE ON April 7th 2013 At the Pippbrook Car Park Reigate Road Dorking Surrey RH4 1SJ

BEAKYS on Sunday - See you there?

he became the special man...

I took the album cover to my mums hairdressers 

on our local estate and asked him to do my hair just like that...

My hair ended up dyed blond at the front graduated back...

I went home got my platform shoes (I'd hand painted), black high waisted oxfords and a white cheese cloth shirt and hit the town at lunchtime.

Peterborough town centre

People just stopped and stared, I got called a queer, haha

and then just outside our hip pub, 'The Bull Hotel' I met another 'ladd'

he had dyed his hair green...

after that there was no stopping us, the girls loved it,

even the eye make up I bought in Boots...

what a difference a day makes...

Friday

 

Joshua tree

Sunday

white stuff  

grey stuff

 try hard enough... 

you can fill your boots...

bollocks

The sun came out and we went for a ride 

and Mr Plod was waiting to fuck our day up

We blasted by totally unaware and after our little outing 

I posted 'sun is shining' on the first sunny day of March.

Where the road can sometimes take you...

I took the bitch inland for a change with no route planned

and a village name nudged memories of the past today...

we passed a sign for a local farm,  

and turned around, like fonda did in the end of that movie...

no rednecks here though, just a lovely farmhouse...

After the great war, I'm told that my grandfather and his brother 

owned three farms in this area... 

I found the other two farms a long time ago, I think this is the other one.

A story was he went bust and his brother died after falling under a cart ...

I also heard that wasn't so, that he had debt and sold up...

He and my gran moved to Boston (Lincs) and ran The Indian Queen Hotel...

Funny where the road can sometimes take you...

sun is shining and the patina of coastal life...

 carb and air filter off, to fit a large .295 intermediate jet...

maybe she will start easier - and keep running...

 rust never sleeps on the coast...

maybe less than twenty kicks... 

Kurust time...

she fired on two and took eight to run...

 brushes on blue... 

so I got my gear and... then she wouldn't start again...

and dries black...  

finally a lovely ride in the first sun of March...

rust and pitted alloy - the patina of coastal life