Washing dishes

This morning I headed up to Stately Jag Manor on a mission. In the back of the car about 60kg of filthy front suspension and running gear to be cleaned and sandblasted prior to plating. It was freezing, with a light drizzle and wind straight from Antarctica.

Cleaning and fettling parts is very therapeutic even in less than ideal weather, especially with good company. Alan helped me to complete my tasks without damaging anything or myself. Ron worked on his motorbike engine and Chris listened to jazz while occasionally attaching bits to the engine he's rebuilding today.

Lunch consisted of beans on toast served with a lot of off humour.

All in all an excellent day.