Monthly Archives: May 2005

Yeeeesh I’m tired. Good tired though, not bad tired. This has been a good weekend; suprisingly the week has ended well after the most stress and terror I’ve had for a good long while. But yeah, good. Tired good.

Well, that’s an overstatement. A bolt holding the alternator (generator) on had worked loose, hit the blades of the fan on the alternator, got flung upwards to the bonnet (hood), clouted that, bounced backwards hitting the bulkhead (firewall) and then … Continue reading →

Yesterday we went to see my parents; well, more accurately, I went to do lots of little jobs for my parents, and Trey, well, Trey’s just wonderful. Yes, so we cruised down on the motorway in Rebecca, the 1.3 engine … Continue reading →

Making Fiends. This is unutterably brilliant. If broken. Broken head = genius. Yes.

That’s how I feel about myself at the moment. I guess nothing can easily be right with the world when you’re fearing that everything you’ve worked for, you’ve given up your life for, is going to be destroyed. 2 years … Continue reading →