OK Hollywood movie producers, your gaff is blown. More than the seals on my crankshaft. Or whatever seals there are supposed to be between the enginey bit and the flywheely bit. It’s obvious that you’re planning on calling a movie “Slice of Intrigue“. How do I know this? What other reason could there be for […]
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Conversation is therapy said a charismatic gentleman I met at Cherrywood Coffee House last week. There’s some truth in that, and that possibly explains this long conversation I’m having with the internet. At the intersection of conversation, odd Anglophilic ex-pat behaviour and car maintenance comes the choice part of the Venn Diagram of personal therapy
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Why The Face? I was trying to figure out what the bits on the under side of my London Taxi are before attempting to rearrange them into a different order in an attempt to replace the clutch. The natural next step being to call my uncle and dad and ask them to fly over to
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