wednesday night, running up and down my street trying to get it started, nothing, andy from next door is a retired 'royces
engineer, he goes through all the wiring on the bike and finds the coil isn't working, i phone steve cannon and he is dropping me a coil off his spare bike in the post, should get it friday, we call it a night at 10pm, thursday night, barse is at mine for seven, he runs through all the checks that andy has done but now we are getting a spark, push, push, push up and down the street, nothing........ check my phone and e-mails, loads of tips some good, [cheers des, i owe you a couple of beers mate], to the truly brilliant, [cheers-mad-john-the-painter], 'paint a small moustache on your top lip, strip off naked and shout 'seig-heil at at it, that will fucking show it!' we try everything, stuart turns up, my ma pop's round for a beer, you can't get another person in the shed, barse is on it, 'one more try dude, one more try'....................nothing, we call it a day...........
Thursday, 8 July 2010
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