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Freely lifted from the British idiom "messing about in boats", where the afficionados spend countless hours on something tied up in a Marina, painting this and that, polishing up something else, or getting involved with engine bits. You know the scene - fueled with a steady supply of afternoon teas with buttered scones + strawberry jam and G+T's or Martini's with like-minded friends. Struggling to make it back to the (expensive!) tie-up while being drenched in 4C Atlantic rain.. yeah!
It has been describe as a bit like "standing in a cold shower while tearing up twenties". Our hobby pastime at least shares the "tearing up $20's" aspect, and I am sure someone who has hauled half a ton of rusty iron destined for a painted and polished future, across almost any state after fall, would argue the bit about the shower. For me, getting to certain stages in doing the good stuff for even one small bit of the machine has an appeal - enough for me to take a photograph. Well.. it's so easy now with the cameras in a portable version what used to be a telephone.
It is not so special. Loads of us have done something like this, and reached for the rattle-can of grey primer. What? No!! Please tell me you did not skip the "primer" stage. "Direct to metal" it says on the can? Oh..OK then..
Such as it is - we have this. (Just recording a little progress)!
I don't know I have the will power to do the "messin' about with machines" thing to the extent it deserves. I cannot even get my head around the number of grubby bits in the garage that belong to this kit, each one giving me a little guilt trip regarding it's painted and polished future. Each one anticipating a masking-tape scenario. The blue curl chips in the recycle box reminding me the hot smell they made before machine#0.7 began duty fixing up machine#0.05. It takes an effort of will to turn away from it for a while, and give some attention to that stuff on the house that still needs fixing up.
There has to something psycho(logical) wrong with me! Maybe kinda similar to as if I had taken up with the boats!
It has been describe as a bit like "standing in a cold shower while tearing up twenties". Our hobby pastime at least shares the "tearing up $20's" aspect, and I am sure someone who has hauled half a ton of rusty iron destined for a painted and polished future, across almost any state after fall, would argue the bit about the shower. For me, getting to certain stages in doing the good stuff for even one small bit of the machine has an appeal - enough for me to take a photograph. Well.. it's so easy now with the cameras in a portable version what used to be a telephone.
It is not so special. Loads of us have done something like this, and reached for the rattle-can of grey primer. What? No!! Please tell me you did not skip the "primer" stage. "Direct to metal" it says on the can? Oh..OK then..
Such as it is - we have this. (Just recording a little progress)!
I don't know I have the will power to do the "messin' about with machines" thing to the extent it deserves. I cannot even get my head around the number of grubby bits in the garage that belong to this kit, each one giving me a little guilt trip regarding it's painted and polished future. Each one anticipating a masking-tape scenario. The blue curl chips in the recycle box reminding me the hot smell they made before machine#0.7 began duty fixing up machine#0.05. It takes an effort of will to turn away from it for a while, and give some attention to that stuff on the house that still needs fixing up.
There has to something psycho(logical) wrong with me! Maybe kinda similar to as if I had taken up with the boats!
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. Plenty fair enough trade, Thanks