And it was all going so well. I've been working on the Anglia for over year now unhindered, nobody upset by the noise, the mess or the old junk car.
Until today. The bloody local kids found me.
Is that a racing car mister? Is that the engine mister? Is that where the oil goes in mister? How fast does it go mister? Are you a mechanic? What are you doing to it mister? When is it going to be ready? What are you doing now mister?
Aaaagh leave me alone!!!
(Kids go away for about 1/2 hour or so)
Hi we're back now. Can we have another look at the engine again? This is my uncle Jack (who? I look up, old man standing there as well now) The man says it's a racing car uncle Jack, a racing car eh, not on these streets I hope?
Basically this means I've been spotted and I'm not going to get a moment's peace in the garage until they go back to school. NOOOOOOOOOO!
Until today. The bloody local kids found me.
Is that a racing car mister? Is that the engine mister? Is that where the oil goes in mister? How fast does it go mister? Are you a mechanic? What are you doing to it mister? When is it going to be ready? What are you doing now mister?
Aaaagh leave me alone!!!
(Kids go away for about 1/2 hour or so)
Hi we're back now. Can we have another look at the engine again? This is my uncle Jack (who? I look up, old man standing there as well now) The man says it's a racing car uncle Jack, a racing car eh, not on these streets I hope?
Basically this means I've been spotted and I'm not going to get a moment's peace in the garage until they go back to school. NOOOOOOOOOO!