Hi,
Thanks for all the interest and support.
A couple of comments about comments that have been made.
"It will never be finished!"An RAF Flight Lieutenant made the same comment when I pulled the rear axle off a Lancer Side-Loading Fork Truck in Malaya. (You've seen the photos). WRONG! The replacement axle was delivered by Air Mail (courtesy of BOAC) ... at a shipping cost roughly equal to my annual salary, and I fitted it.
"Get a gang of mates round ..." That would not have been a problem in South Wales. A couple of phone calls at 2AM would produce a "heavy mob", by return.
It would be fair to say that every single one of my "local" friends (bar one) was at the pub on Tuesday. I can only be certain of one who could be called on in an emergency ... that is not to denigate (sp?) the others, it's just that I don't know them that well. And yes, I feel there are others on this forum I could call on, but they live a long way away.
I project managed (and laboured) the building of my 3-storey. 2,500 sq.ft, "edifice" in the Swansea Valley, from first doodles, thru' barrowing 250
6" thick concrete blocks onto site early each morning, installing the plumbing and central heating, and moving the furniture in. My "blockie" drove the school bus, my plasterer was a local fireman, and my electrician taught the trainees at the Ford Axle Plant.
If I want to finish a job, it
will be finished.
602.
PS ... the
"bar one" is actually a friend of my daughter. I don't know if she works alongside my daughter, or "to" her ... it doesn't seem to matter. If we need help, she is there. My daughter is a bank manager ... 20 years ago she was a "fish wife" (helping her husband manage a wet fish shop, including doing the messy stuff). Convention doesn't seem to run in our family.
PPS. Totally irrelevant, our next door neighbour, in MK, is a Hindu (not sure if that is relevant either) Wilkie is the first/only dog he has ever touched.