after a pleasant but half hearted afternoon tinkeing on the racebus i’ve had to face facts, the engine is going nowhere as it is and there’s no point me cleaning it any more. it won’t magically fix itself. although this contradicts the universal laws governing kharmic maintainance i think this is one anomaly that will…

my new holesaw set from ebay (?2.99!) turned up today. with luck it won’t be made of toffee and i can now start spending a few pleasant hours swiss cheesing (is that a proper word ? cheesing ? ah well, it is now..) – swiss cheesing the bus! what bliss

**ed** and ollie and jake and bo and emma called over for supper last night… tales of this seasons racing, dumb expolits and future plans consumed the evening, alongside a long running and rather bizarre thread of conversation about giant tortoises and naked exploits…. the big revelation of the evening (for me at least) is…

after a few days of looking at the panel van in the rain i decided that i ought to get a move on and on sunday arvo trooped down to the local halwits to pick up a set of spark plugs, a new distributor cap and a rotor arm and some other bits n bobs……

so chatting on the phone with captain botch down at der botcheinvolks and it seems that paul and joss have just turned out the third split screen bus with a roll cage in…. it seems that the original design that they did for the samba still works fine… the latest bus is a ’56 with…

after a conversation with co-conspirator Mr. Jimby at the weekend it appears that he’s been busy with the spreadsheets again… after racing over the weekend was almost washed out (again!) he got to thinking just how many runs people actually get on the quarter mile at a race meet. apparently most people only got one…