yen_powell

I still think 3D printing is powerful magic. We are living in the science fiction of my youth. Have you ever seen the episode of Red Dwarf where during a disaster an emergency crew member is 3d Printed by the ship's computer and it jams slightly as it comes out of the plotter, over prints in the head area and he has to bend his head right over to look at people all the time?

You forget, I am partially colour blind, the blue doesn't bother me too much. You can buy the file only and get them printed up again if you know someone with a printer and the right colour plastic, I'll see how I get on with them.

Got my Polish 3D printed hand guard extenders. Just pushed them on and they seem to be tight. Did 70-90mph home on the motorway and they didn't move, stopped the cold wind shooting up my sleeve. I only fitted the right one to come home as a test of the difference they make. Might run a bit of glue or silicon on them to make sure they don't leave me. No tax requested, just came through the post.

It's those James Bond style hand brake turns!

That first picture with the white and blue houses is gorgeous.

Went out for a brief ride to make sure all was well and that my side stand was not going to fall off. The bash plate reverberates a bit so I stopped once to make sure all the bolts were tight in case I'd missed one, but no, looks like that is just what it does.

You must have hated that episode of Some Mother's Do 'Ave Em where Frank says he wet his knickers at Paddington Station and when probed reveals that he wore dresses till he was 5 because a Gipsy woman told his mother she was going to have a girl so she bought all the clothes and they wouldn't take them back at the shop.

It's on, only had a single washer left over as well!!!! Lost two sockets somehow. The good thing about having my sockets and ratchets in order on those plastic things is that I know when something is missing and what it was. One was a hex/allen socket which had I found had stayed in the side stand monster bolts that I had trouble undoing at the very start of this thread. One down two to go. The other was a 6 sided 14mm socket. I knew it had dropped off of one of the bolts as I was working round the skid plate tightening fasteners and it was easier to get a 12 sided 14mm and carry on and I thought I would look for it afterwards. I hadn't seen exactly where it went to but it hadn't sounded like it went far or even on the floor if you know what I mean. I did about 5 circuits of the bench with a torch, even rechecked all my magnetic dishes in case it had stuck underneath. Finally it occurred to me that I hadn't looked inside the new bash plate.....that's where it was. Long screwdriver pokey time to get it within reach.

My brother volunteered as a marshal at the vaccination centre near Ipswich. All the marshals got a vaccination one evening because they had stuff left over that would have to be destroyed otherwise. maybe being nice does occasionally have benefits.

My replacement bolt was waiting for me when I got home from work yesterday. I also had my second half of a pallet strapped to the back of my bike. The two half pallets together make it a doddle to ride the bike straight on to my ramp without worrying about falling over sideways if my feet miss the edge. I can still push it up if I ever had a dead engine bike to work on, but that can take a few attempts and was always a bit worrying as you nearly made it fully on only to have to cope with it going back down the ramp before trying again. They also made putting it on the centre stand much easier. So bike is ready at a comfy height, I have my replacement bolt, it'll be tea and music time later on today then a ride about to make sure nothing is going to drop off!

I'll let you know, I have something coming from Poland. 3D printed handguard extenders.

I think I had a loan to buy a bike from them once.

Just had an email from across the pond apologising and offering to Fedex a replacement bolt today. I can't argue with the speed of response seeing as I only emailed on Saturday afternoon.

It was my name not his company name, memory playing tricks, but it was 30 years ago. Sorry about the shine on the paper.

Only on ones like that which have elevations rather than plan views. My Petticoat Lane market cross section drawing of a trapped road gulley has about 15 coat hangers wedged in it, because that is what the traders do with them rather than take them home, I think i may have put some hyperdermics in there as well, as the drug users get rid of them that way. When we were still drawing by hand on tracing paper I had a punk rocker with a mohawk walking across the road with a large stereo on his shoulder. I also did a proper non technical drawing to show my proposals for a market square many many years ago which got put on the front of a leaflet. It had the nutty lollypop lady in it who was always drunk and stopped traffic on days there was no school cos she liked doing it and also my then girlfriend's dad's skip lorry with their jack russell hanging out the window and his company name on the side of the skip. I have a few leaflets as souvenirs in a drawer somewhere so I might be able to take a photo of that one.

You can usually identify one of my work drawings by the turd I always place in it somewhere, it is my signature. Below is one of my drawings followed by a zoom in to each side. I have a turd block, that is to say it was drawn years ago and sits in a library of my stuff and is inserted into any drawing I work on.

https://www.duncancampbell.org/menu/journalism/newstatesman/newstatesman-1980/a christmas party for the moles.pdf There ya go

There's a secret tunnel that starts in Bethnal Green Road. It used to be in the middle of a traffic island, but the footway was built out around it. It is now between these cycle hire racks https://goo.gl/maps/ecoRLjTFC2dzDvc38 It runs to Whitehall amongst other places, a big network. Big enough for a car to drive along if you could get it down there in the first place. A journalist got down there and took pictures in the 70s and wrote an article about them. When I find the link I will post it. They placed gates along it after he did that to stop it happening again. I and a colleague had the lid up whilst doing a survey in the 90s and underneath is another lid with a huge padlock and a phone number with a warning notice. We rang it and had to make an appointment for them to come and open it. I misssed it, my colleague went down though, said there were communication cables bathed in oil to keep them cool, something like that anyway.

No, never had a camera with me, I wasn't meant to be going, got dragged along at the last minute. It was weird. At the bottom of this deep giant cylindrical hole was a tube tunnel going away for ever in one direction (to the west) but only going for 10 metres in the opposite direction. Up top hundreds of pre-formed quarter circles to line the tunnel were laid out in the order to be used. There was railway track laid, but this was for construction traffic, it would all be ripped up for the permanent way to be laid near the end of works. There was a huge gantry across the top of the open hole with cranes and things hanging off it and every time it was going to move a siren would go off, as I said earlier, like a scene at the end of a James Bond film in the villain's lair. They did say if I came back for a second visit I could travel on one of the construction trains, but it would mean not getting back for about 5 hours as you have to leave at the same point you entered.

https://www.forces-war-records.co.uk/units/344/gloucestershire-regiment https://soldiersofglos.com/announcement/invasion-liberation/

I've matured, these days I would send someone else. Of course, nowadays I wouldn't be allowed down, no confined spaces certificate. Just remembered, I went down the Crossrail working shaft at Blackwall a few years back. An excavation so big and deep it was like a James Bond villain's lair. Another chance to carry an oxygen mask and bottle I wouldn't know how to use and with a metal token around my neck taken from a peg board so they know how many people are down there and that they have all come back at the end of the shift. Apparently they thought they had lost someone once, but he had gone home from the Whitechapel Station end of the tunnelling and forgotten to let them know.

Imagine half squatting down with your hands pressed against the ceiling for balance, the water was about half an inch below my small but perfectly formed arse. I was advised that if I got cramp I was just to sit down in the slop. 'Will my waterproof suit keep it on the outside?' I asked. 'No, but the cramp will ease', they answered.

I searched for pictures to give a better idea. This is one being built, possibly a little larger than the one I went through. Water and err.... slurry was about 8 brick courses up from the bottom. Notice the upside down egg shape. That makes them self cleaning because the water flows more quickly and keeps the err sludge from settling too easily.

I think I will, thank you for the link. I normally press the bolts together and the threads fit together, locking into each other.