The car is nearly good to go, with the exception of 2 graphics. 1 Big bold orange PM Electrical that will reach across the bonnet like a fat man hugging lard, and 1 last minute sticky sticky. Now I do want to point out that yes, it's a car. Yes it's quite large compared to, say, a business card, but it's not a bloody billboard. There is a finite amount of space on the car and it's pretty full at the moment.
The reason I'm bringing this up is 2 fold. 1-We've finally run out of room, and 2-If you want to advertise on a Scumrun car (other than ours) then it can still be arranged. With 120 cars going on this rally in a couple of weeks, there is bound to be someone struggling to raise the required sponsorship.
We have even managed to sell the rear window as ad space and even Sir Alan and his apprentice goons would struggle with achieving that - what with it being a fold down roof and the intention being that the rear window won't actually be seen. But, the good ladies at http://www.phoenixindependentmidwives.co.uk/ are such nice people that they don't mind.
The important thing is that they helped out such a good cause and the advertising issue wasn't the most pressing thing from the donation. Louise, one of the lovely ladies in question, has shown a massive interest in what we have been up to all the way through the preperation. If you live in the London area, you want to drop your sprog into the world with a scabby NHS employee riddled with disease, overworked with a case load that means she won't remember you at any meetings, and imported for a few pence, then go for it. Otherwise, either move down our way of the world and hope to get the ones we had, or, go private. Have the lovely Phoenix girlies on call 24 hours, with their low volume high care approach. The same midwife all the way through and genuinely passionate about your birthing experience.
Moving on from fawning about ladies in uniform that touch other ladies bits in a caring way, we almost have the sound cabinet finished.
To be fair, the sound part of it is finished. Speakers, amps, sub etc all fitted nicely together and looking splendid. Yes, I did use the word splendid. Ding dong, dash and bother will be coming out to play in my vocab soon so watch out. We have a functional, good looking sound chest thanks to Matt at MRB Carpentry giving up his day of golf and fitting the lid snugly. He is giving up another day of golf (hahaha) to butcher the work already done and put an access point to the cabinet so that such essentials as fags, energy drinks, water pistols etc are easily to hand from the passenger seat.
I got hold of Rob at Voltz energy and he is sending out the goodies this week so that's in hand and I've run through the checklist of paperwork required and once I get some more printer ink, we're golden on that front.
So this is the stage we are at: Awaiting 2 graphics, and 1 hole to be cut out of a box. Pretty good huh? Well, no.
We have hit a little problem. May not be such a little problem, I'm awaiting advice about quite how big a problem it really is. You may remember a while back that we had condensation dribbling out the back of the car and a decent thrash seemed to fix it? I'm no longer in the wonderful "it's condensation" place. When the engine is running, you can see little heated up balls of oil running out of the exhaust and dropping their little puddles to the ground. There is no leak showing under the engine, the oil level is dropping which means to my guess, somewhere, we are getting oil int the fuel system and that's really not a problem I want to be tackling with 2 weks left. It's not a problem I think we can get away with ignoring either. Bugger.
Once I know how bad it is, then I can either cry or have a complete breakdown. I'm under no impression that powered by fairydust is an option - it's an engine not a fictional chariot. I saw a great sticker the other day "Stick your fairydust up your ass - Cosworth Power" and made me chuckle.
To do list - photocopy driving license, chase vinyl printers, print copy of passport, fix engine, hold raffle draw (2 days to go - get donating), and find some clothes (apart from our genuine muslim worship Thobes - oh yes indeedy).
Hmmm eyebrows go up at that point? Thought they might. You may as well know our outfits now, as not long left until we go. We have a couple of hoodies sourced by Gruff with Floppy Throttle on the back and Gruff / Savage on the left tit for if we need to be grown ups, but we also have prayer robes. And masks. Full on hood to ankle worship rags.
So if you can picture 2 grown men in a purple convertible, dressed like fanatical worshippers, with masks that make us look a cross betwen one of the 7 dwarves and merlin, driving through passport control with replica AK47's (battery powered water pistols) you're not far off understanding the news report of "2 Englishmen slaughtered by Border control" which will most likely in the press in about 16 days.
Hi ho, hi ho, back to buggering about I go....
Savage
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