Sorry we did not post yesterday. I would love to say we were leaving you to it, but we had a little car trouble as we were entering Sheffield on the A630 just before Handsworth. We called Doctor Sternum, who said: “Jim’ll fix it.”
We hobbled into Sheffield last night; Weebley called Jim this morning.
Jim went under the hood . . . then started the motor . . . then looked like he was saying ouch, judging by his wincing.
“I’m afraid you are one lobe short on your camshaft, Agent Weebley,” he said. “It needs some major build-up work.”
Weebley asked when he could do it.
“I normally just tune cars these days, but this is a nice ride, so I’ll fix it . . . later tonight. I have all the gaskets, so it will be done while you are sleeping.”
“Do you have any workarounds?” said Weebley. “I kinda need it fast.”
No. I must take the head off . . . completely take it apart and build the cam back up to spec. Your Morgan will be humming by tomorrow morning. It won’t even know anything just happened to its fuel delivery system.
“OK,” said Weebley. “But only if I can watch.”
Then we all piled into Doctor Sternum’s Rapide, went into the heart of Sheffield . . and wandered around a lot. But the best part was the stunning views of Sheffield from the car park on the roof of the John Lewis store near City Hall. Weebley spent a lot of time alone, looking west.
You may be wondering how 5 people piled into a Rapide, this morning. I was not actually in the car with them . . . I was with you most of the time, Steve.
You see, I have been at a loss to understand what exactly is going on here, so I had to . . . be “brought down” into your world for a while today. I was with you . . . a hour here . . . an hour there. I helped you with your emails.
Now I know what is going on.
You are manufacturing quite the situation, Steve. I like it!
Listen to this song. You will need this download for tonight . . . listen carefully.
Source: yazoo – situation
Tonight, we make mental music together.
Oh, Weebley is leaving to “work” on the camshaft. He just asked me to ask you what does Pollard’s Tea & Coffee have to do with all this. Shall I tell him?