Sunday 16 December 2012

Don't call it a gasmask...!

Davina the David Brown is getting reluctant to start on a cold morning, Gretchen the Dodge is dragged in as a "electricity donor" and generally Davina leaps into life.  Sadly the starting usually coincides with a plume of black toxic smoke which burns your eyes, chokes your lungs and makes your lips tingle.  It doesn't help that you (you = Mark) then have to lean in and put the exhaust back on, while trying not to breathe, or see, or get too close... tricky!!  After two weeks we thought, hmmm this probably isn't that healthy and now Mark dons his S10 respirator (apparently I'm not to call it a gasmask!).  Stela thinks she's involved in a flash back to the Iranian embassy seige.  I have no idea why people think we are nuts...







1 comment:

cheyenne jones said...

I think a service could be warranted here!!