I saw that on FB! It really has been a strange old year...
I saw that on FB! It really has been a strange old year...
Do a little of something that makes you happy every day!
Yesterday was one of those days when nothing went right so got little done was faffing around in the garage trying to get mini-rotavator running lost a clip that clamped the petrol pipe spent ages on hands and knees finding it then dropped it again more time spent searching to no avail. Found I had some small pipe clips that would carb air intake assembly all cleaned and the bugger still wouldn't run properly, starts okay but dies when I open the throttle, I did find out if I remove the filler cap from the petrol tank it runs okay the cap is supposed to let air in as petrol is drawn out so it looks like it is sealing when it shouldn't so need to see if I can source a new cap.
77 and counting, less of the "Old" call me "Mike"
So the plan is for a less frustrating day today?
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
If you can’t fly, then run, if you can’t run, then walk, if you can’t walk, then crawl, but by all means keep moving.
Quote by Martin Luther King JR
*bows down*
Do a little of something that makes you happy every day!
OldMike (18-09-20)
Lord Mike sir.
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OldMike (18-09-20)
*chuckles*
Yesterday removed the innards from the mini-rotavator petrol cap so at least it should work until I get a new petrol cap. Fitted the the scarifying tines and scarified the lawn near where I'd been weeding the flower beds as covered in soil and and other debris was too forgot to fit the guards so got showered in soil and moss what a Dick. Then spent the rest of the day cutting the lawns with numerous drinks and food breaks. Even ended up in the dark wearing my head torch putting away my gear.
77 and counting, less of the "Old" call me "Mike"