Clutch crap

This morning the clutch in my car shat itself, the slave cylinder piston was nearly out of the cylinder.
This afternoon I purchased a new slave cylinder and hose total cost $128.00 I have installed it and bled the system but the clutch refuses to return when the pedal is depressed

My diagnosis is a bent clutch fork. To replace that will require the removal of the gearbox if I can get another clutch fork, new ones are $88.00 but American Autos don't have any in stock so it looks like a trip to the wreckers is coming up.

I will go to Western Wreckers at Riverstone I will pay more there than at Holton but it's a quicker trip to Riverstone instead of Dee Why.

Australia Day bedding

wot I did

Well gentle reader I went to the rifle range in the afternoon with the stumpy and fired 20 shots at 300m, the results were encouraging it grouped high and right a foot from the Bull the group was about 8in.

however the last shot went low about 7 o'clock a foot out of the Bull Hmm

Ah well I have to pull it down to see what could be wrong I expect to see some High points in the forend now.

it is imperative that I learn it's secrets before April because that's the month of the .303 matches.

A hero? a Survivor, fascists

I have just returned from visiting one of my former work mates he's been retired for a few years
I call him the luckiest man alive, as a child his mother did not want him so an Aunt took him to Portsmouth

Aunt "Do you like the big ships John"

John "Yes Auntie"

So in 1938 at the age of 13 he was put in the Royal Navy, now in 1940 they were taking drafts for the ships and they were taking them underage {from the peacetime sea entry time} and they were told "Here are your ships, if you don't like the ship you have got swap among yourselves. But everyone must go to a Ship"
The Ship he got was at Portsmouth so he swapped for a ship at Chatham closer to where his family lived

It was a Town Class light cruiser the Sheffield that he went to at Chatham

The Ship at Portsmouth was the Hood

do a Google on HMS Hood and see why he's the luckiest man alive

He also went to Korea which brings me to the next part.

In the 1980's one of the worlds remaining Battleships USS Missouri came to Sydney I asked him if he would like to visit it his reply was "Nah I followed it around in Korea"

I braved the crowds and went on board and looked at the brass plate where the Japanese signed the surrender of WW2 the end of the Greater East Asian Co Prosperity Sphere.

By the time I had got to the deck the crowds waiting to go on board were about 10000 people {according to the papers later} The mounted police were passing amongst the crowds
"GO HOME YOU WILL NOT GET ON THE MISSOURI TODAY, GO HOME YOU WILL NOT GET ON THE MISSOURI TODAY" that was the message broadcast to the crowd

From my vantage point on the deck my attention was drawn to a man in the vast crowd who was struggling with a toddler in each hand, his little neat goatee beard and wire framed glasses marked him out to me as an intellectual this was later confirmed when a few moments later he screamed at the Police "FASCIST PIGS" It probably was the drug flashbacks to his university student protest days, a great example for his children

University Definitions

FASCIST; One who does not let me do what I want, One who prevents me from exercising my free will, Any authority figure from the establishment or person who disagrees with me. see also NAZI.

Fascist is a very broad term a great label used to attach to the right side of politics, however a closer examination of Mussolini's Fascist agenda and that of Mosley has lead me to form the opinion that they were leaning towards the left rather than the right.

National Socialism is an other matter altogether it must be taken as a distinction from National Socialist ideals. IE; socialism as an appendage to a nationalist identity Viz Cuba & China

Bedding Bedding

Took the newly bedded stumpy to the range today, 300metres with a 30MPH left wind not a good test situation but rounds need to be fired to settle the wood work.

I fired 7 and stopped as there were visitors who wanted to use the range and we only had the one target operating.

The results were inconclusive however my gut feeling is that it has to be tightened up some more, one thing I noticed was the {to me} complete absence of recoil, the teak furniture makes it heaver so I suppose it absorbed by that {or I could just have my position right}

I don’t want to strip it down just yet to see the barrel high spots, as after 7 rounds there won’t be any!

I do need a good rifle, 6inch 5 shot groups at 300metres would be great but I’ll be happy with 7inch.

Bedding, it is really one of the black arts.

Apprentice Thanks

Like Cain with “Mastah” I went to visit the Tradesman who taught me during my apprenticeship, when he retired he gave me his tool kit and as I see it in my garage I am filled with a longing to return to my trade.

The sound of the airpumps and smell of hot oil and ink I miss it.

My Tradesman I credit him with providing me with grounding in life, I never related well to my father and was heading for trouble the way I as going.“If you want me to teach you to print I will if not then piss off and don’t waste my time” were the first words spoken to me by him, a great start but one from a bonding experience. No wonder they called me little Len.

I can’t express my thanks enough for his advice on all things that a father should tell his son; Dad and I are closer now and it’s all due to him.

He’s retired and living better than he was working in his trade. Thanks Len

Darp's balls,Kids

Poor Darp has had an experience that luckily has turned out ok for him, I like Darp and his blog though I have never met him, it's funny that both he and I went to the same high school albeit many years apart and as a consequence live in ajoining suburbs.
He appears to be going through the some of the things that I did many years ago.
I admire his passion.
Except my life didn't take off until I was 25.
It's crashed since then.


Kid's, I decided long ago when I was about 17 that I would not have any but since I was not having a sex life {like shown in popular media} there was no chance of that happening! And not being experienced with the opposite sex ever since my mother told me when I was 13 "Stay away from Girls, they will say you took them into the bushes and put your hand down their pantys." Says a lot about my mother.

I was influenced by an article in a paper that said that from the moment your wife, mistress, girl friend finds out that she is pregnant until the child turns 18 the cost over time will be $750,000. I could do better things with that money and I did not want to be reduced to talking about nappies and feeding formular. My own childhood whilst successful {I survived}had I believe something missing{ I found out later it didn't, I had just fallen victim to media advertising and peer angst}

Being at that stage a hopeless romantic, didn't do anything for my chances as my limited experience of girls led to me becoming a "Nice guy but...." It was many years before I realized that girls and women of my acquaintance liked to "Roll in shit". They needed a crook bloke who was forever treating them bad, the more their parents disapproved the more attractive he was. Blokes who in the immortal words of Jimmy Ryan treated them "Like a lump of meat with a hole in the middle of it".
During that time my mother said "All the girls you know are suicidal drug addited prostitutes!"
I threw myself into work and spent many Saturday nights driving around listing to the radio.

After spending so much time at work I was looking a bit tired a fact on which my Mother commented "yes" I replied "it's all the sucicidal drug addicted prostitutes I'm going out with" to which mother replied "I didn't call them prostitutes,they're not smart enough to charge for it, they just give it away" "Well they're not giving it away in my direction" was my answer

On one of my Saturday night drives I met Jimmy Ryan who changed my life, through a friend of his and whilst working for him the friend opened my eyes to the large world.
I had at that time a very hard attitude towards unmarried mothers, with one sentence he forced me to rethink it all "No one asks to be born"

I now make time for the children of unmarried mothers and indeed even went so far as to be come involved with an unmarried mother, I will confess that the thought of supporting someone else's child whilst they got off free was leaving a sour taste in my mouth,
however it all ended when she reverted back to her true form in a very public way.
I can't say I wasn't warned Sgt Garcia tried to tell me and he had been living opposite her since primary school. {In hindsight I feel that perhaps she had been the victim of childhood sexual abuse, I can now see that she was certainly appeared to be exhibiting behavioral patterns that would indicate it}

The few relationships that I did have never went very far as I was always upfront and told then that I did not desire children.

My Nan told me something at the time "It is better to be loved than loved" with startling clarity I knew what she meant, I resolved to stop chasing the dream and let the dream come to me and it did.

Vale Australian Blogs, Aussie Blogs

Its closed down, it was this site that was my first introduction to blogging.

I studied the blogs and started my own satire blog which some people took seriously!

One of the reviewers, was using the site to pass comment on the blogs and their owners, from whom I was called an "intellectual Castratti". This caused a lot of traffic to come to my blog as people vented their evil spleen from behind the veil of anonymity at my perceived comments not understanding the satire.

This reviewer later blocked my access to his own site.

I realized from my initial perusal of blogs that many appeared to be the work of people who used the web and its ability to both hide and expose facets of their personality both real and imagined, People don't have or seem to need the manners and semblance of civilization that is required in the real world when posting.

It makes me realize how close to anarchy we really are, I wonder were our parents and grand parents that close to the edge? Perhaps society and civilization have always teetered on the brink.

The originator and workers on Aussie Blogs deserve congratulations for bringing to the fore a collection of Australian cultural heritage, thoughts and ideas allowing us in this sunburnt land to recognize our uniqueness, and to hold our heads above the American flood

Spending bedding who am I?

In the last few days I have been spending money, they say money talks all mine says is "goodbye"

I bought a great pair of work boots from Bunnings for $20.00 reduced from $69.00 paid for the registration on the truck and had a haircut. I forgot how nice it was to have short hair the last haircut I had was on September 11 2004 the cost was $17.00

I have been working of the woodwork of my SMLE slowly inletting the forend, its not a out of the box fit but the airgap on the other timber was 2mm no wonder it would not shoot.
It's taking longer than I expected but I really want to get this right, you know I must have bedded at least 500 SMLE's everyone is different that's why I like working on them. The internet is crammed with ways to bed a No4 but a Stumpy, well that's one of the black arts.

I am not a man of the 21st century early 20th I would say. Born in the wrong place and time that's me.

The two people from fiction with whom I identify most are Jake Holman and Charlie Allnutt.

I am going to get a job back in my trade this year!

I don't want to be Grounds Keeper Willy any more. I Just Can't Afford It.

What I've learnt from Commercial Television

Bit of background here, as a child I was not permitted to watch Commercial Television so as a consequence I missed out on relating to my peers {thanks Mum} I spent most of my time reading which in itself is a concept foreign to many who would rather “wait until the video comes out” I had a distinctively 1930’s reading library Zane Grey,W E Johns, C S Forester, Enid Blyton etc but I have been watching commercial television for some years now and have seen the shows that I knew nothing of Gilligans Island, MASH, Hogan’s Heroes and McHales Navy, {we didn’t need to see that as my father had watched it the first time around} most Commercial Television appears to be sourced from the United States, locally made productions appears to mimic them.

What I have learnt

1. If you want to pass yourself off as a German Officer you just need an accent
   
2. All cops must visit a strip club at least once
   
3. Don’t show any one a picture of your Girlfriend if you want to survive the war
   
4. Foreigners or Aliens communicate in English to each other
   
5. In a martial arts fight your enemies will dance around patiently until you have knocked them off one by one
   
6. Stripping to the waist makes you invulnerable to bullets
   
7. One person shooting at twenty has a better chance of killing them than twenty people shooting at one
   
8. If you need to reload your gun you will always have enough ammunition – even if you weren’t carrying any
   
9. If you run out of bullets throw your gun away - you can get a new one anywhere
   
10. Cars in a chase will always crash into parked cars, fire hydrants, mailboxes and telegraph poles - but keep on going.
    
11. Cars that crash will burst into flames
    
12. All hookers have a heart of gold
    
13. All Englishmen wear bow ties – and talk with an accent
    
14. People will never suffer concussion or brain damage after a blow to the head – however the slightest blow may cause amnesia
    
15. Highly trained groups of people {SWAT, Army etc} will always separate so they can be picked off one by one.
    
16. You can always find the weapon you need – when you need it
    
17. People in soap operas don’t go to work
    
18. No one ever suffers from shock due to events that happen to them
    
19. The consequences of your action are immaterial – it all happens after the credits
    
20. Dogs always know who’s bad and will bark at them.

That's All Folks