Ay up!
My rear suspension is stuck on "high" so you can imagine what that's doing to my arthritic back! So it'll be a bit of this on the worshop ramp to sort it!

I reckon meself that the linkage to it has seized, mainly because I forgot to do Citearobics for a few years, so who's fault is this?
However, she did carry my model railway from it's "home" at Wolverhampton Model Railway Club to Timken's place and them back without complaining, so I reckon that Fifi has decided it's time SHE had some attention lavished upon her. Again. As if the promise of new paint and chrome isn't enough!
Nothing French-related going on in the workshop at the moment. We will be doing the front brakes on a Daewoo Matiz (The Beast!!!) so we can flog it, otherwise teaching goes on using a scrofulous Rover 216.
Tuesday was nice. The Boss arranged for some of the kids to go out to Gailey Lea to do a bit of sailing and it was strongly suggested that I go. I have been terrified of water ever since some

pushed me in the deep end, shouting "This'll lurn thee ta swim!" I was persuaded to have a go at sailing first and it was a good as I'd hoped it would be. Within a few seconds, I'd lost me nerves and decided it was just like Swallows and Amazons. Then it was into the kayak for a mad paddle round the lake. That was tiring! Problem I had was that the seat in the kayak set off my trapped nerves so I had little sleep Tuesday night. Oh, and our Internet was down!
