Lasagne-tec!
Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 11:00 amSome say one of his legs get longer when he sees a pretty lady... 
So, I got a message yesterday on my mobile from a mysterious person who only goes by the name of AB... At first I thought it was one of those dodgy calls as there was a lot of heavy breathing... but then I soon realised the message was actually coming through in morse code! I eventually managed to translate it to; "I will be at your place just after 6pm". Hmmm...
After doing some research, I found out the "Admin Bloke" as he goes by, responds very well to food and drink. It was certainly intriguing watching him eat! He actually sucks it up through a built in vent in his helmet!
After a satisfying lasagne dinner followed by ice cream. I explained I had a problem with the car on Sunday night, when my full beam had cut out on me on the way back from Sheringham! I suspected it to be just a fuse that had gone, but on closer inspection Admin Bloke soon discovered this to be the culprit...
After replacing a few fuses and a quick clean up of the fuse box area, as well as swapping over my fuel pump relay for the spare I carry in my glove box. We had full running lights once again and smoother running electrics!
Was then putting the car away, when I noticed my passenger door was starting to stick again! So, again, Admin Bloke had a look and worked his magic! I can honestly say I have never seen anyone panel beat a door using their own head before!
Anyway, here's the before and after...
Before:
After:
By that point I began to feel I was starting to over-reap again, so we put the car away, but not before seizing a quick photo opportunity...
Massive thanks to Mr. Bloke for coming over and helping me to fix a few more niggles to further improve my cars chances for Belfast!
P.S. It was nice to speak to your wife on the phone last night too!
So, I got a message yesterday on my mobile from a mysterious person who only goes by the name of AB... At first I thought it was one of those dodgy calls as there was a lot of heavy breathing... but then I soon realised the message was actually coming through in morse code! I eventually managed to translate it to; "I will be at your place just after 6pm". Hmmm...
After doing some research, I found out the "Admin Bloke" as he goes by, responds very well to food and drink. It was certainly intriguing watching him eat! He actually sucks it up through a built in vent in his helmet!
After a satisfying lasagne dinner followed by ice cream. I explained I had a problem with the car on Sunday night, when my full beam had cut out on me on the way back from Sheringham! I suspected it to be just a fuse that had gone, but on closer inspection Admin Bloke soon discovered this to be the culprit...
After replacing a few fuses and a quick clean up of the fuse box area, as well as swapping over my fuel pump relay for the spare I carry in my glove box. We had full running lights once again and smoother running electrics!
Was then putting the car away, when I noticed my passenger door was starting to stick again! So, again, Admin Bloke had a look and worked his magic! I can honestly say I have never seen anyone panel beat a door using their own head before!
Anyway, here's the before and after...
Before:
After:
By that point I began to feel I was starting to over-reap again, so we put the car away, but not before seizing a quick photo opportunity...
Massive thanks to Mr. Bloke for coming over and helping me to fix a few more niggles to further improve my cars chances for Belfast!
P.S. It was nice to speak to your wife on the phone last night too!
nice sig! 
