So, I spent today working in Resus. I am, not to put to finer point on it, exhausted. My alarm went off this morning and having hit snooze once, and then switched the alarm off, it took me a full ‘nother 20 minutes to get out of the bed. I missed my shower, and was late setting off, but managed, thankfully, to get there on time. Of course, once there I remained tired. Perhaps doing the car the last two weekends in a row was not the most sensible plan.
Perhaps I do, at some point, need a break.
I have a spot on my head, under my hair. It’s annoying.
I wish I’d had a shower.
Anyhow, having had an very busy shift in Resus I came home and lept on the car with all the enthusiasm I could muster. I wish I’d remembered what I learned last time was doing this – fundamentally that without a pipe expanding dooble it’s really fracking difficult. However, in a few hours I’ve managed to knock up a temporary section of exhaust. Would have been a lot less had I have had a sharp blade in the hacksaw. It started out pretty good, but by the last cut on the last section of exhaust it was a bit laughable really.
It’s not really any quieter, ‘cos it’s still got several holes in it (2, actually) but they’re smaller holes than were in it before hand. I may go and get some exhaust repair bandage which’d shut it right up, or I could get a couple of jubillee clips and some metal from a can… ;)
Bodge? Me? To keep a car on the road? Never.
Anyway,
I’m going to stop now, because I’m really very tired.
