hrmph. I decided that today would be the day to change the oil, and all the filters. The oil and the diesel went beautifully well until I tried to the bleed the system, and I am now intensely irritated - not only did the engine STILL not roar into life, but I managed to crack the union joint on one of the injector pipes. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Now I need a new one.
Am I amused NO. I have ripped my trousers and have two bleeding knuckles (albeit on different fingers), I stink of Diesel and have oil in my hair, I also have a sore neck and am in foul humour.
This I am sure you will agree is exactly the sort of condition any host should be in when looking forward to an evening with some friends (and I am cooking!). I hope they don't breath wrong else the dragon within me will be unleashed.
Dragon seemed pretty thoroughly in check. Cheers for a fun evening.
ReplyDeleteArrggghhhhh...... I just LOVE girls who smell of diesel...oil in the hair as well..(sound of heavy breathing)... dammit, Bones, PLEASE can I have your phone number??? (If not, perhaps you would just post me a pair of your used filters).
ReplyDeleteShe had ripped trousers as well :-)
ReplyDeleteDr B - glad the power of gin had rendered you human by the time we arrived. love you lots...
and who is anonymous?!
ReplyDeleteDunno but they still haven't emailed like they promised.
ReplyDeleteis it the same anonymous?
ReplyDeleteYou can probably work it out from their IP address?
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