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 Friday August 26th 2016Tim Candler9

 

     Sometimes imagination wanders through the shadows of doom its glasses fogged by sweat and steam, like a lost soul without a metric wrench it curses Napoleon, gives serious consideration to voting for Trump, welcomes the End of Days, and then as the noon hour strikes it has what might be called a little bit of a heat tantrum. "There's nothing wrong with this drive belt!"

 

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       Reaching to steady himself, he calls to the Angel of Greed, who for those who might be interested is still exiled in the barn, he's disguised as a Velvet Ant, and then our gallant repairman spots something untoward on Doctor T's left handlebar. A loose bracket had slipped, leaving the clutch with insufficient pull. And Oh Yes! To put right it naturally required an allen key, they grow on trees, you know.

 

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