Mechanics
Potching
I’m not sure when it happened, but all of a sudden I seem to be a potcher. Anytime I find myself twiddling my thumbs I gravitate to the garage where I start taking things appart and attempting to make them better. It may seem harmless, but my poor motorbike is getting a little sick of … Continue reading
Servicing the bike…
… I wouldn’t call this news, but, well, I’ve just finished the first half of my bike service and nothing’s broken. I’ve not buggered anything up. I know, I’m as surprised as you are.
Brake hell…
Or rather… ‘why I shouldn’t be allowed to fix my own bike’. It seems every time I try to fix my bike, do something simple, it always turns out to be a pain in the butt. In this case I was putting new pads in the front callipers ready for September – I didn’t want … Continue reading
Grrr bloody grrr
Now the thing is this week I’ve been tucked away in Cashmore towers because the lady of the house has required a nurse – and as you know I’m quite good at doing that kind of thing – in any case I took the opportunity to carry out a few repairs to the CBF – … Continue reading
