another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

the rear brake saga continues, phosphorous bronze bush made previously is an interference fit into rearset mounting plate, the pivot spindle is just an off-cut of round steel stock, the 'top-hat' retaining bush clearanced and the brake lever itself drilled and tapped to accept six 3mm socket heads, this is to do two things, it locks the lever to the spindle to allow movement in the bronze bush and retains the lever itself and as an added bonus i can adjust the height of the lever itself to suit my riding position, 12mm ball mill down the length of the lever loses weight, keep's it strong and look's good.......

Sunday, 29 January 2012


 sunday, i'm mostly making up brake lines, my fingers are bleeding where the braded hose is cutting me, i ordered a load of copper washers, ferrules and olives from earl's midweek, i had everything bar two banjo bolt's for the caliper's in stock, left-over's from previous project's, dropped on the rear brake, machined a new lever up and a phosphorus bronze bush, no fancy finishing this time, let's get it working properly first......

barse's shovelhead, it's the original transformer, top photo is from 2007, me and barse at the 'shires' show, 16 inch wheel's forward and aft, twenty inch apes, hardtail rigid frame, 'lace curtain' rattlecan spray job, bottom photo, today, back in the original frame, sporty front end, 21 inch front wheel, 'nasty' bar's, canked forward, uk sub's and punk sticker paint job, scrumptious and sizzling............
saturday see's the ram's playing host's to premiership opposition stoke city at pride park, stoke are currently eighth in the prem. while we are enjoying mid-table obscurity in eleventh in a league below them in the championship, a good chance then to see how we fair against a big, strong premiership team, in all honesty, we were well out of our depth and only had three shot's on goal all of the match, stoke are a big physical side and muscled derby out of the game, we certainly could have done without the histrionic's of the premiership player's going to ground at the slightest of touches and getting free kick's, appealing to the referee for our player's to be booked and the aforementioned mr clattenburg awarding the blatant offside goal by jerome, what really galled me was his little chat's, smiles, wink's and even pat's on the bottom with the stoke player's, we faced an uphill battle as it was without capitulation from the match officials, especially the two good penalty shout's for a 'last man' foul, [not even a booking, nevermind a sending off] and a more blatant handball in the area than i have ever seen, good game though and it show's just how far we have to go to stand a chance in the prem, stoke bought a really good following, over five thousand, bit dissapointed with the attendance overall though, especially as it was a cup match against a premiership side, 22,000, [still more than stoke get at home though], we had to sit in the west stand lower teir as our upper section was closed, presumably because of poor ticket sales, what was interesting was the amount of old school hooligan element in attendance, i clocked many 'old faces' from the old baseball ground 'c' stand crew, we were two row's down from the hospitality suites and i must admit, i did laugh when some suited and booted stoke city businessmen who were getting a bit loud through 'dutch-courage' got a straightner from one of the derby boy's, he stood up straight in front of them and gave it 'em double-barrelled stylee, 'fucking shut it you chip eating cunt's' they chose to watch the second half from behind the safety of the sliding glass door's in their box, fair play to stoke though, i hope they go on to do well in the cup and i thought their song was brilliant concerning their european tour in the europa league, 'we're going to valencia, you're going to peterborough...........' football humour at it's very best..............

Friday, 27 January 2012


 like i said before, mid to late 'seventy's saw young loveless caught between the sweet soul music and the punk and new wave camp's, one thing that was the same was searching out elitist vinyl releases, either northern soul rareities, white label dub platter's or home brewed, limited edition punk, i was an avid collector of the stiff record label's releases, this one from 1978 is from the lovely jane aire and the belvederes, [the backing band who featured amongst other's jon moss who later went on to become boy george's crush and member of culture club] there was a whole vibe at the time about the american city of akron, the rubber capital of the world, and stiff famously released a 'scratch and sniff' compilation album at the time featuring artists from ohio and smelling, not suprisingly of tyres, don't know about that but, i do know, it's a great record, i haven't played this for twenty year's but, it's.........fucking great!
 i had to check out the clip to see if it really was as funny as i remembered it, it is, scatological slapstick, comedy classic, just plain brilliant......

Thursday, 26 January 2012

i used to love 'blue peter' when i was a kid, the presenters back then were valerie singleton, peter purvis and of course, my favourite, john noakes, i will never, ever forget the programme where they had a baby elephant lulu in the studio and it proceeded to run amok, shitting all over the floor whilst noaksy and the elephant keeper tried to restrain it, eventually slipping in the elephas maximus poo-pile and it dragging him through it, fucking hilarious! tonight, i feel like poor old john noakes, i'm in the shed almost everyday, putting up with dangerous and his mad-man ranting's, striving to build the racer for the new season, just like 'blue peter' really, cardboard cut-outs, sticky back plastic and sellotape, old washing-up squeezy bottles and pieces of string, the item at the top of the picture is the carefully milled brake lever, the item at the bottom of the photo is what it looked like, roughed out and ready for machining, the finished item at the top is scrap, i miscalculated the mounting hole and it's too long and fouls the socket head screws holding the footpeg mounting to the frame, that throw's the 'pull' ratio out and the brake will be ineffective, so, the elephant dumped on me tonight big-time, like valerie used to say, 'get an adult to help you......'

Tuesday, 24 January 2012

 after a couple of aborted attempts at rubber mounting the battery carrier using the original mountings, [too feeble, the battery flapping about like zebedee], trying to modify a set of car exhaust bobbins, [plain f'ugly], the idea came to me as i was walking the dog's, i drilled out four kitchen tap washer's to accept the 6mm countersunk screws, knocked up a couple of 20mm spacers to clear the flange on the diff and the job's a good 'un, drilled six lightening holes in the bottom of the battery carrier tray, cut a bit of self adhesive foam to cushion the battery case and added some more lightening holes in the top strap, ok, ok, ok, i know, they won't make any difference but they do look cool...........................


Monday, 23 January 2012


 the mz race season is fast approaching, promises to be a belter this year, can andy saunder's retain the championship for the third year running? the pack is certainly baying for blood that's for sure and any of the top-ten rider's could snatch it away, it's not too late for you to get involved, the bike on the left, #73 is for sale on the bmzrc site, it's owned by wayne 'frank' o'reilly and is a stunning bit of kit, go on, you know you want to..... www.bmzrc.org.uk

Sunday, 22 January 2012


 i wake up in the middle of the night, worrying about details, minutiae, the battery carrier for instance, the battery weighs nothing, a featherweight lighter than a light thing, why am i going to add weight to the carrier?, it becomes a trade off against [in my old, alcohol and substance abused brain], strength, [from an engineering point-of-view, i always tend to over-engineer stuff, my glass is always half full, i alway's have thought's of failure because stuff is not strong enough], i really am worried about the trick, one hundred and fifty pound lithium beauty battery shaking itself to death if i mount it on the top of the gear-box. so, it has to mount off the original mounting point's, rubber mounted, but, that throw's up a whole lot of different problem's in itself, no sleep again then.............
 i needed to make some number-plates up for the racer, i was washing the pot's as i realised this, as i washed the slow-cooker it came to me that the shape was just right, i traced around it onto an old bran flake packet, cut it out carefully and marked it out, [x2], onto some carbon off-cut's, i'm busy hacksawing and filing to shape when dangerous turn's up, 'are you trying to kill us or what? carbon fibre is highly toxic and carciogenic you twat', don't know if you realised it dangerous but when the bike is up and running it's me who's going to be risking life and limb, who's bothered about a bit of dust? .......

Saturday, 21 January 2012



another trawl through the loveless vinyl vault and i plucked out this gem, to tell you the truth, i can't remember anything about buying this, great record, a tad overplayed me think's, but, i reckon it may be time for a black leather jeans with concho's, stetson;s and white boot revival...............
 saturday see's a late start in the loveless household, i wake up at the normal time of 0500hrs, realise it's a saturday, shift-free day and roll over for a lie-in, wake up at 0800hrs to find the dog's on the bed and mr's b downstairs baking fresh bread, cup of tea, stretch, breakfast, read a little of the bill lomas biography that dangerous has borrowed off his mate mick, more tea and time to brave the elephant's, sorry, i mean element's, it's a mild day in derbyshire but, raining and with a squally, northern wind, me and the boy's tuck a seven miler in, fight the beast's who are getting a little frisky, young bull's, inquisitive and jumping around, my boy's are straining at the bit, they want to fight, the beast's want to look at the little fella's, it's slippier than a greek cruise ship captain underfoot and i'm trying to keep it all under control, home, more tea, dangerous trap's around 1300 hrs, i hit the inside of the fairing with a rattle can, satin black, just to tidy up the bit's that the painter had missed, i clean up the rim of the rev-counter ready to spray and discover it's ally, quick rub with a scotch-brite pad, cut a epdm gasket out of a flange rubber i had in the shed and fix-it into the fairing with a big tie-wrap, bit more machining on the battery tray as we listen to the ram's on the radio, good point away from home against another promotion canditate, more tea, toasted tea cakes and a late afternoon walk with the boy's and mr's b........

Friday, 20 January 2012

 friday night and we take a flyer, up to the unit where the sprayer hobbit bloke ply's his trade, park up the trusty polo and tip-toe  into the flourescent lit cave, i'm peering into the half-light and then i hear it, 'oh my precious, oh my precious, blend 'ye colour shades, eye of newt, bladder of sheep, blacker than a black thing with extra added black, blacker than a goth's diary, blacker than the dirty red dog's chance's of maintaining championship status, black, black, black.......with some shine'  [not sunnnnnshiiine like an oasis track] but, shine, like, like, like, shiny black stuff, then, i spot him, he's cowering in a corner, swigging thinner's from a bottle, 'what you wanty?] 'ey up mate, bought you a tank fairing and seat in for a spray job the other week, you said it would be ready today?' 'never seen you before in my life' [manic laughing, another swig of thinner's] 'not me mate, my mate dangerous', i point at dangerous who is trying to work his way towards the door and do a runner, 'aaaah, i remember him, yes, done it, it's over here', i pay the man and we make a hasty retreat, painter's, rare, rare as a very rare thing, he snatches the cash money and goes back to his corner, 'thank you' i offer, 'do you want a swig of this mate' he say's, be rude not to..........

Thursday, 19 January 2012

 we need a way of mounting the new lithium lightweight battery that i bought at the newark show, the little beauty weighs in at under a kilogram, it's in a carbon reinforced case, is sealed and can be mounted any- which- way up, they were originally for military use so are a tough bit of kit and the guy who we bought it from assured us it's not affected by vibration, as we were originally going to fit the big, heavy standard battery in the standard battery carrier i left the mounting points on the [now] powdercoated frame, this always gives us the option of using the standard battery and carrier in the event of a failure to the trick item, [i hope we don't get any failure though at 150+ olde englishe pounds a throw, otherwise a certain battery salesman will find it difficult walking around with one hanging out of his backdoors], sorry, got off topic there for a moment, anyway, not one to miss out on the chance to get the centre of gravity way on down, [and let's face it, totally over- engineer a new battery carrier, try out the new end mill and create loads of swarf to boot] so, a piece of 16mm flat stock, roughly hewn to shape with a hacksaw, [wish i had a bandsaw.....] battery measured, work marked out and start to mill a recess for the battery to sit in and mount off the top of the gearbox where the old air-box used to sit...........
                


every now and again you stumble on a site that literally takes your breath away, ben kingham and his dad tim's website is one of them, this is the story of two totally dedicated men who build and race the best looking vincent twin's you have ever seen, i have corresponded with ben a few times through the british historic racing site and he was kind enough to comment on the loveless blog and post us up a link, the egli machine is a real beauty, not some molly-coddled entry in a classic bike concourse competition where old duffer's will mark it down for having the wrong diameter 2ba washer behind the nut that holds the horn on, but, a full-on racing bike being used in anger on the track, just check out the site for the full skinny and be sure to have a look at the picture gallery and video's for maximum inspiration.............www.oldracer.co.uk [or click the link in my blog list in the right column]

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

 the project seem's to have stalled a little this week as we are waiting for paint and parts, there is alway's something to do though so i set too with a couple of little tidying-up jobs, the fairing mounting bracket bolted to the two weld bushes on the front of the headstock got a good kicking on the miller and shaped up with a couple of rad's top and bottom, [don't worry, i've cut the two grub-screws down a bit too], the end of the truncated subframe looked unfinished with two holes just left so dangerous turned up a couple of top-hat blanking plugs while i drilled and tapped the rear spindle to take a couple of paddock stand bobbin's, i know i'll have to find another way of supporting the bike when i'm changing tyres but with the shaftdrive and swinging arm tubing being different diameters there isn't really an easy way of getting the bike up onto the paddock stand otherwise...........

Sunday, 15 January 2012

 sunday see's a session in the shed, slurping tea, sucking teeth, shouting, smoothing and setting -up the 'set's, sorting set screws, [bloody hell my old english teacher would be turning in her grave, 'loveless, i never thought you would have got the hang of alliteration , the repetition of a particular sound in the first syllables of a series of word's or phrases, well done, now stop picking your nose and wiping it on the desk you horrible child' the 'peg's are spares that we made for the mz racer, why re-invent the wheel, they are light, easy to make and cheap, the black nylon 'crash' bobbin's are off the shelf items from racing lines in derby, fifty pence a throw, not the finished item yet, but we are getting there,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
 the interweb, brilliant, i can't imagine life without it now, back in the day i used to buy 'black echoes' a weekly newspaper that dealt with, believe it or not, soul, reggae and all other forms of black music, i used to pick up the 'nme' and occasionally 'sounds' too depending who was on the cover, so 'black echoes' and the monthly 'blues and soul' glossy magazine were my points of reference, nowaday's you just google it and you have a whole universe of information at your fingertips, i never knew that the 'okeh' label was founded in 1918 and was the first label to record a black blues artist but i did know that okeh were chicago's answer to the detroit's motor city 'motown' label, tonights slab of vinyl is the full-on, fast northern stomper by the triumph's, 'i'm coming to your rescue' excuse me, i need to dance now.......