The kerbs at the unfashionable end of Charlotte St. car-park in Bath are somewhat higher than most people expect. Thus there was a minor scraping noise this AM when the air-dam on the 9k made passing contact with same.
On the way back to the car this even, I spotted some Golf-pilot who'd made much more of a bugger of the job. The bendy-plastic bottom half of his car's front valance was scraping along the tarmac in front of his car. I attempted some complex gesticulation, but I suspect he was far too middle-management to pay attention to the chap in the strichtarn semaphoring like a rowdy tramp.
Early this morning, a man came to replace the electricity meter with a panatela[1] box.
Later, while I was sitting in the car waiting for the aircon to defrost the windows, I had occasion to grab at various bits of said strichtarn jacket in order to find out if I'd remembered to bung my spectacles in one or other pocket. Instead, I found what felt like an oddly-shaped lump of something else. The sort of lump one might find in one's clothing had one managed to wash a folded envelope or a wad of tenners. However, it wasn't inside any pockets or part of the material for same.
I dunno about you, but when I find a strange lump in a jacket I bought second-hand that originally came from the Soviet Bloc, I start to imagine all sorts of things: false papers, a handful of ostmarks (or indeed dollars, given hard currency would be more likely to be hidden) or a suicide kit.
Luckily, there were some loose stitches in the lining handy for the whatever-it-was, so I was able to wiggle it out. It's an odd sort of double-pocket arrangement and I have No Bloody Idea what it might have been for.





[1] As advertised by 'National treasure but a bit shaky on GPS and TCP/IP' and 'Seppo medic impersonator'. Pointy finger hat.
On the way back to the car this even, I spotted some Golf-pilot who'd made much more of a bugger of the job. The bendy-plastic bottom half of his car's front valance was scraping along the tarmac in front of his car. I attempted some complex gesticulation, but I suspect he was far too middle-management to pay attention to the chap in the strichtarn semaphoring like a rowdy tramp.
Early this morning, a man came to replace the electricity meter with a panatela[1] box.
Later, while I was sitting in the car waiting for the aircon to defrost the windows, I had occasion to grab at various bits of said strichtarn jacket in order to find out if I'd remembered to bung my spectacles in one or other pocket. Instead, I found what felt like an oddly-shaped lump of something else. The sort of lump one might find in one's clothing had one managed to wash a folded envelope or a wad of tenners. However, it wasn't inside any pockets or part of the material for same.
I dunno about you, but when I find a strange lump in a jacket I bought second-hand that originally came from the Soviet Bloc, I start to imagine all sorts of things: false papers, a handful of ostmarks (or indeed dollars, given hard currency would be more likely to be hidden) or a suicide kit.
Luckily, there were some loose stitches in the lining handy for the whatever-it-was, so I was able to wiggle it out. It's an odd sort of double-pocket arrangement and I have No Bloody Idea what it might have been for.





[1] As advertised by 'National treasure but a bit shaky on GPS and TCP/IP' and 'Seppo medic impersonator'. Pointy finger hat.
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Date: 2011-01-20 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-20 11:53 pm (UTC)In an attempt to alert the driver I remember grabbing a large piece of paper and wrote "YOUR MUFFLER!" on it in pen and whacked it up against the passenger side window and made Mel drive next to them, while I dried to get the drivers attention..
I think it actually worked in the end.
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Date: 2011-01-20 11:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-21 12:09 am (UTC)Unfortunately it went right up near the muffler unit so the usual fix of a softdrink can used like a splint could not be used.
So we kept on driving anyway. It was a very very noisy ride that night, Particularly on the way back to London. :)
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Date: 2011-01-21 12:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-21 01:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-21 01:30 am (UTC)Secondly that looks suspiciously like the holster pocket stitched between the the umm.. christ this would be easier in person. For want of a betteer phrase: the front bit of the buttoning section and the interior of the jacket. It's for a Makarov, closer inspection should reveal a little loop for the hammer to go through if it hasn't been lost in some forgottten part of Berlin.
Yes I'm dressing in a full cold war era Fallschirmjäger loadout this weekend, this is why I know (though I can't seem to find my shirt).
Before anyone says anything, it's a GAME ok?
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Date: 2011-01-21 10:00 am (UTC)A good tip from the Land Rover Series 2 forum for keeping your car windows clear of mist: clean them with shaving foam. I did it, and it works for months afterwards.
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Date: 2011-01-21 10:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-21 03:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-21 11:02 pm (UTC)Holster? Seems a bit odd.
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Date: 2011-01-22 09:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-22 09:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-22 10:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-22 02:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-23 10:30 pm (UTC)