It was another long (but must admit jolly weekend). Our friends Alain and Kate d' Arrison arrived at 18.01 Friday and the remainder was quite a blurr.......... Saturday: William and I removed the gearbox as the Friday test showed that the front bearing housing was getting hot. The problem was partly because a weld on the input shaft had picked up on the screw-in covering adjusting the preload on the front thrust bearing. William who is much better an Engineer than me redesigned the whole arrangement.We remachined it and also fitted a modern style front oil seal. A test run on Sunday afternoon showed it working really well. This was the first time I had driven (or been driven in the car). It is a Beast and requires much taming to become usable. We have had this before (the 10 litre Austin was the same, just like breaking in a Horse. It was great to be in the passenger seat with Will driving and seeing Horses Bolting, huge flames from the stub exhausts and the countryside a blurr.
Rad temp, ok. Oil pressure 55psi. Mag arcing slightly between terminals.Steering needs more caster return. Diff and gearbox running cool. Brakes rather ineffective. Delightful clutch and gearchange.
Much done and some to do........
Lots of discussion over weekend as to how long it would take to grow a decent moustache. Can anyone advise? To qualify the tips would have to be visible viewed from behind the owner. I presume waxing will be vital!
4 comments:
Is it you who wants to grow the moustache, or all of you Ed? Why not have a moustache growing competition between you all?!?
I would think a couple of months and it would be in a waxable state.
Moustache eh? Hmmmmmmm.....
First port of call must be The Handlebar Club.
The qualification for membership is:
"a hirsute appendage of the upper lip, with graspable extremities"
I also know that Sandy Skinner uses a secret fertilizer on his 'tash after learning that a certain emporium use it on their asparagus.
Robin.
The handlebar club is the greatest thing that i have ever seen on the internet.
I was once loudly advised that Merv Hughes superb 'tache resulted from rolling fresh horse dung along his top lip, Merv, who was fielding on the boundary 5 yards away, looked ready to jump the fence and kill someone - I think he was upset his secret was out of the bag.
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