Excuses time again. I have actually done a little bit on the MR2 but it’s a tiny little bit and I haven’t finished it yet. I’ll write that up another day.
This isn’t going an exciting post. But first... In a moment of great excitement - I think the Black and Decker Powerfile is finally dying.
It gets hammered and I’m greatly impressed that it’s still working at all. It’s on its second bar because the bearing broke up in the first one and there is so much end float in the motor that I’ve added a washer to stop the fan dragging on the case. I swore that if it broke again then I wasn’t fixing it and I’d allow it to rest in peace after many years of abuse.
It seemed to be chewing through the last batch of belts I bought from Screwfix. Sometimes they are great and sometimes they are pants and break at the joint. There weren’t lasting. But I also have a problem in that the pin for the roller bearing on the end of the arm is occasionally coming out again.
One ponders the question of why it might be doing this…
Because the arm is cracked. That’s why.
To sum up…
I’m nearly out of belts for it (they are a slightly odd size I think).
The motor only works because I’ve jammed a washer in it.
It probably needs another new arm.
I might cremate it and bury it in the garden in a little oak casket.
Expect this to be making an appearance in my threads soon.
I only bought it because teaboy got one and didn’t slag it off, and because it was cheeper and looks better built than the B&D. Time will tell how well it copes with my persistent abuse. It won’t be getting an easy life.
In other news I’ve been plaining more oak to size so I can make the architrave for the doors in the Grand Hall here at Sweetpea Towers.
Still too tall, keep going.
Yes, I know… Go to a shop and just buy the stuff. I want it to match the existing architrave in the house, you can’t buy it so I’m making it. A man doesn’t need a sensible reason to do something and I’m proof of that.
Effectively I’ve spent a lot of money on tree wood which I’m laboriously turning into chippings in the dust extractor.
I’m doing this because the Second Law of Thermodynamics says that Entropy always increases. In order to assist nature I’ve taken a tree and turned it into dust.
I must be crazy. Am I crazy?
Here, have a self portrait.
I’m not sure if I should title this “The Joy Of Endless Woodwork” or “Try Not To Look Like You Scoffed All Of Teaboy’s Cream Cakes”.
Which do you think?
James
This isn’t going an exciting post. But first... In a moment of great excitement - I think the Black and Decker Powerfile is finally dying.
It gets hammered and I’m greatly impressed that it’s still working at all. It’s on its second bar because the bearing broke up in the first one and there is so much end float in the motor that I’ve added a washer to stop the fan dragging on the case. I swore that if it broke again then I wasn’t fixing it and I’d allow it to rest in peace after many years of abuse.
It seemed to be chewing through the last batch of belts I bought from Screwfix. Sometimes they are great and sometimes they are pants and break at the joint. There weren’t lasting. But I also have a problem in that the pin for the roller bearing on the end of the arm is occasionally coming out again.
One ponders the question of why it might be doing this…
Because the arm is cracked. That’s why.
To sum up…
I’m nearly out of belts for it (they are a slightly odd size I think).
The motor only works because I’ve jammed a washer in it.
It probably needs another new arm.
I might cremate it and bury it in the garden in a little oak casket.
Expect this to be making an appearance in my threads soon.
I only bought it because teaboy got one and didn’t slag it off, and because it was cheeper and looks better built than the B&D. Time will tell how well it copes with my persistent abuse. It won’t be getting an easy life.
In other news I’ve been plaining more oak to size so I can make the architrave for the doors in the Grand Hall here at Sweetpea Towers.
Still too tall, keep going.
Yes, I know… Go to a shop and just buy the stuff. I want it to match the existing architrave in the house, you can’t buy it so I’m making it. A man doesn’t need a sensible reason to do something and I’m proof of that.
Effectively I’ve spent a lot of money on tree wood which I’m laboriously turning into chippings in the dust extractor.
I’m doing this because the Second Law of Thermodynamics says that Entropy always increases. In order to assist nature I’ve taken a tree and turned it into dust.
I must be crazy. Am I crazy?
Here, have a self portrait.
I’m not sure if I should title this “The Joy Of Endless Woodwork” or “Try Not To Look Like You Scoffed All Of Teaboy’s Cream Cakes”.
Which do you think?
James