Phone call from Yolanda, wont be home staying with Beth ( our daughter ) as she not feeling well ( another grandchild on the way soon ). Ok say I then crack on with my engine over way. Light starts to fade so in I come with a carb. No Yolanda to tell me off...... So I thought half hour later she walks in, thinking its the neighbour I shout in the bedroom put kettle on and I will make tea, nope not neighbour but herself and not very impressed with me doing carb on table.
remember when the landlord came to visit and asked what the hell is that, you never seen a harley before ? not in the living room he replied,well you won,t fix the garage roof and there is a lot of money there, he shrugged and left
Post by givingitsomethought on Jul 27, 2020 11:30:44 GMT
Oh Millie. She knows how sneaky you are, she probably came home early on purpose I remember a bloke telling me once the first thing he did when his wife left him was wheel his bike into the sitting room so he could work on it while he watched the telly Lol
I had a mate who built a triumph chop in his flat in an upstairs flat in an old Victorian house..had to be bought down the stairs with 2 landings on its end..4 blokes...another bought a newbuild and immediately took down the back fence so he could rebuild his bike in their very small lounge,through the patio doors!
Can't get bikes in ours to much of an angle to have to lift the bike round with my back 😊 Yolanda when younger had a Harley she bought in bits in the basement of where she lived but couldn't get it out when fully built had to strip it again.