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The healing power of Wadworth's
Sep. 8th, 2006 12:55 amSo we're sitting there in the Tyntesfield temporary tea tent, when in strides this bloke in combat boots and a utilikilt. I nearly hailed him, since the fellow was the dead spit of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
reddragdiva, only with grey hair. Perhaps an uncle. He was accompanied by a fey young woman in a fetching floaty frock.
And there the alliteration ends.
Years ago, when driving the comedy Renault-5 that was held together with Isopon and U-bolts (Which later became the comedy three-wheeled R-5 when it stopped being held together with Isopon as the torsion-bar went sproing.) I came down past Andoversford traffic lights onto the bit of dual-carriageway as an artic was pulling away from those lights.
"Ha!" I thought, not wanting to give away hard-won momentum[1] "I can take that wagon easy." so pulled out and started to trundle past the trailer.
Either artic-bloke wasn't looking or didn't care because he chose that moment to pull out round something.
Not many of you will have seen Peckinpah's 1978 film, Convoy. There's a sequence where a police car is caught between the wheels of two semi-trailers. There is smoke and grinding as the wheels rip off the car bodywork and doors.
Renault 5s appear to be better built than late seventies US police cruisers. There was smoke and grinding as my car was caught between the trailer wheels and the Armco. I jumped on the brakes, swore lots and escaped with a curved print of rubber up the passenger door.
[1]Momentumism, first mentioned in a 'Bike' magazine in the early 80s, is thr art of driving an underpowered car (2CV, R5, auto-box unturbo Saab 9000, diesel Transit, Frontera, Terios, etc) as quickly as possible. Generally it involves not letting your foot off the loud pedal at all ever. Middle-laners are probably momentumists gone bad.
reddragdiva, only with grey hair. Perhaps an uncle. He was accompanied by a fey young woman in a fetching floaty frock.And there the alliteration ends.
Years ago, when driving the comedy Renault-5 that was held together with Isopon and U-bolts (Which later became the comedy three-wheeled R-5 when it stopped being held together with Isopon as the torsion-bar went sproing.) I came down past Andoversford traffic lights onto the bit of dual-carriageway as an artic was pulling away from those lights.
"Ha!" I thought, not wanting to give away hard-won momentum[1] "I can take that wagon easy." so pulled out and started to trundle past the trailer.
Either artic-bloke wasn't looking or didn't care because he chose that moment to pull out round something.
Not many of you will have seen Peckinpah's 1978 film, Convoy. There's a sequence where a police car is caught between the wheels of two semi-trailers. There is smoke and grinding as the wheels rip off the car bodywork and doors.
Renault 5s appear to be better built than late seventies US police cruisers. There was smoke and grinding as my car was caught between the trailer wheels and the Armco. I jumped on the brakes, swore lots and escaped with a curved print of rubber up the passenger door.
[1]Momentumism, first mentioned in a 'Bike' magazine in the early 80s, is thr art of driving an underpowered car (2CV, R5, auto-box unturbo Saab 9000, diesel Transit, Frontera, Terios, etc) as quickly as possible. Generally it involves not letting your foot off the loud pedal at all ever. Middle-laners are probably momentumists gone bad.
