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

Sunday, 20 January 2013

aermacchi

sunday afternoon see's chalky and sweary mick turning up with yet another box of spares for the aermacchi, at this rate we are going to have to rent out a unit to store all the stuff in, the shed is 'cozy' anyway, what with two bikes, [sometimes three, sometimes four depending whether the boxer racer or the dangerous bonnie are in residence or not] the milling machine, lathe, bench, bike bench, grinder, pillar drill and a hundred and one other assorted hand tools, oil containers and all the other accumulated 'treasure' that we have acrued, the 'lad's' soon settle in, sweary mick perched on his stool, next to the big radiator, 'fuck you' mug in hand and chomping on a choccy digestive, chalky, as ever, quiet and contemplative and dangerous leaning on the bench, trying to decide which biscuit to go for, oh yeah, some work got done today too, not a lot though, scraped the gasket surfaces off and cleaned them off with thinner's prior to applying some contact adhesive to the gaskets to stop them spinning around the pushrod's, 'oh fuck' i exclaim, 'what's up? what you done bailey?' say's dangerous, 'i've dropped the circlip and it's gone into the crankcase mate, i'm sorry' i say, 'you're fucking joking? you clumsy twat bailey!' say's dangerous, 'yep, i'm joking dangerous' dangerous is apopleptic, sweary mick almost falls off his stool, chalky just crack's a rare smile, more tea vicar?............