life

Just me talking, telling stories of people i know or have known and the story of My friends death... not as depressing as it sounds!

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Location: cornwall, United Kingdom

married one son (7)

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Tuesday

Oh for fuck sake.... went to Fivemum's place to change oil in ikle car, fine take the soggy oil impregnated under tray off and grovel about in the mud. Run engine with flushing oil in it, undo drain plug, let it all out..... hum that's interesting why isn't it hot? and why isn't it black, like it is on the dipstick?... i was organised, i took the proper oil draining tray thingy which was half full from last time, meaning to take it to the oil reclaim tank at the dump on the way home.... but why isn't it dirty at all?...... that would be because its not in fact the engine oil, but is the gear box oil, which is full of very expensive fully synth gear box oil.... oil i didn't think i was changing, so i haven't got any, and in 12 miles from a town likely to have it... BUGGER... ever start something and regret it bitterly?.... what to do.. walk to a garage a good mile away and See if they have it, I'm saved from that by arrival of my friends husband who volunteers to drive there, no they dont have any oil, so to next garage which is five miles away. They have ordinary mineral oil, not right but ok for 30 miles home i hope... and as is the way of Cornwall we have to drive to collect some spuds on way and go and look at some huge rocks that he is thinking of making into a fireplace (i mean like 3 tons each!, wtf is he going to build Stonehenge!)... anyway get back, change the right oil... put duff oil in... dont put undertray back as id have to take it off to change the oil tomorrow. so drive home with a can of expensive dirty oil and a filthy dripping lump of sound proofing under tray in with me...

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