Eddie Honda's wheels of steel (and occasionally alloy)

[Hooli]

can you move them please? I'm going to have a cup of tea and wake up.

Done.


Note to self, you can't move posts from multiple pages at once (without changing the post count on the collection screen).

[Eddie Honda]

Sorted the RT.

New motor

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After taking the side fairing off (again), I get to the problem

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Uh, OK. Better just tighten that up then. Yup, the fucker had loosened itself to the point of non-engagement. New motor back in the airing cupboard...

[LynehamHerc]

Doesn't Mrs H say anything about parts amongst the sheets and towels?

[Eddie Honda]

Nothing really kept in there. Only real need to be in there is to switch the shed power on (or immersion on). For some daft reason it's on a changeover with the immersion feed. I moved the immersion switch to the outside of the cupboard and added a timer on (but you still need to get in to switch the shed off and the immersion on).

I do get earache about the rubbish in front of the door though.

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[brandersnatch]

An easy fix is the best fix. Also now that you’ve got the spare starter motor you’ll never need it now.

[Eddie Honda]

Also now that you’ve got the spare starter motor you’ll never need it now.

Now? I've had that 4 years already!

[brandersnatch]

Yeah but you know exactly where it is now.

[Eddie Honda]

I knew where it was. If it wasn't there then it would have been moved by Mrs H. But she knows better than to do such a thing.

[Eddie Honda]

Jizz update

Although I've been going to work on the bike as of late (zero tolls), I do force myself every so often to take the Jizz to see how it's functioning, yesterday being one of those days.

I have the spare key for it, which is identical to the main one in that it is a remote/transponder combo. I hang it up on one of the hooks inside a kitchen cupboard top door. I look in and it's not there... Must've fallen off the hook and yes, it's next to the biscuit barrel. Grab it and the guts spill out onto the floor. Bollocks!

I find I have the fob and shell halves and retrieve the blade and remote off the floor. Where the fuck did the transponder go? Fuck!

Getting ever later than I usually am to leave the house, I'm beginning to lose the plot. Interrogate Mrs H and kids. Has anyone had my key out / it's always hung up on the hook / etc. Eventually Honda Jr 2 is looking sheepish and admits to having used it. "When?" "Sunday" was the reply. This still doesn't help as Mrs H was using the hoover since then, so frantically I ask if Mrs H has emptied it or not since. "No". So now I've got the DC02 Dyson bin emptied out on the kitchen floor combing through the shite. She offers me her key, but I'm determined to find this bastard transponder before it's too late. I'm not finding anything in the dust and crap other than bit of Lego, game pieces, a Honda key logo looks promising, but no fucking transponder. I sketch a picture for Mrs H and Honda Jr 1 at the kitchen table to give them and idea what I'm looking for. Honda Jr 2 in the meantime has to be called down as he'd fucked off upstairs.

After further interrogation about the cost/inconvenience if I can't find it, Honda Jr 2 admitted to putting the keys back broken. "FFS!" "WHERE DID YOU HAVE IT WHEN IT BROKE?" "Erm, by the back of the car" "JESUS, WHICH FECKING CAR?" "The blue one" So I strut off outside to see if I can find the fucker. After a minute or two looking round the back of the cabby I draw a blank and move to the driver's side of where the Jizz usually sits. I quickly spot it! It looked a bit grim considering it probably been run over a few times, but it did work!

By this time I'm late as fuck and see why there was no moaning about using the car - the fucking petrol light is one. Fortunately, I reckoned (correctly) that it was enough to get me there, but not necessarily enough to get back unless I was going to play petrol roulette, so I had to fill it up on the way home. Fucking 60 yo-yos as it on the fumes. Bastard!

tl;dr: new-fangled tosh + kids = unnecessary aggro

[paulplom]

Just a normal day round here, although I could sense your stress.
Kids make you feel alive don't they?