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Progress piccie of the. “PEARL OF THE EAST” —-1908 Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost !
Very few pictures of this particular car exist. It was sent out to India for a Multi Millionaire Maharajah .
as a tiger hunting truck.
Luggage by FINNEGAN, —— PURDEY OF LONDON made the firepower !
Top was completely removable to enable the vehicle to be used in long distance racing.
First event was an 800 miler, which it won comfortably—- or so the record states ?
P. J. Agg ( Peter was a long time friend of mine) employed a man full time to tour India looking for Rolls Royce’s that nobody wanted any more. He brought back much more than Rollers! But that’s another story altogether.
Still hoping to get this one finished this month—— just have the gear shift and acetylene lamps to do—- then it’s the white upholstery????
Problem I have, is seeing things I’m not happy with and taking the day out to replace the offending items. The more I do these damn things, the pickier I get.
Don’t have enough time left in my life to wait—- waited long enough—— if it gets whacked it gets whacked—- but believe me I don’t do it on purpose ?
Been in a hurry all my life—- not about to change anytime soon!
Worked o the Roller all day—- but made very little headway—— made six acetylene lamps— but two of them just didn’t sit right—- so binned em and started again! But it all takes time.
Still on track for a May first finish.
Jackie--I'm sure it is our 'advanced age'---
But---
Losing two OLD friends---Both named BOB---
In just a few days--
TOUGH----
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Gene, never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I would still even be here in 2020 !!!
Look back on my time here and all the friends I had which have now “ Dwindled down to a precious few”.
Was a time when someone would send me a hilarious joke on the Dot-Dot, I would pass it on to all my friends ( I’m only talking about five years ago) the list was endless.
I sent the last one to SEEBOLD this morning—- I looked down through the list of friends to “Forward“ it to—— looked through the full list—— couldn’t find anyone else I wanted to share the joke with? This last year friends have passed at an alarming rate.
Reminds me of the Murphy and his donkey tale———— goes like this!!!
Murphy lived in the hills in County Armagh—— every month he would Hook up Daisy, his faithful old donkey, to his two wheel buggy, go into the town to collect his groceries . Always dropped into “THE LEPRECHAUN “ for a a mug of the local POCHEEN—— he stayed a little longer than usual —- which meant he IMBIBED” a tad more than he intended! He departed a touch the worse for wear while his friends bade him a fond farewell to the strains of. DANNYBOY ,
As he was running late so he let Daisy run at a fast trot, which turned into a mad gallop —— atabend in the Road —- there was a deep ditch —- unfortunately Murphy lost control of Daisy and the buggy which had dire consequences!!! Murphy was thrown out of the art and banged his head on the road and was knocked out cold! Cart overturned—- Daisy fell into the ditch and broke a leg !!!
Passing Vet took one look at Daisy and knew what had to be done —- took out His mercy pistol and finished old Daisy off. Walked over to Murphy who was by now sitting up and fully awake——— hello Murph. You took a nasty tumble there—— how do feel ?
Murphy took one look at the dead donkey——— “To be sure, To be sure, Oi never felt better in me life”.
There’s a sequel to this tale—- but due to mitigating circumstances—- and dire warnings of what can happen if old farts start telling tales on the S+F site—— I’ll save it for later!
But does involve two nuns who just happened to walk by just after Murphy left!
I look forward to hearing what the nuns will have to say ... I thinking it has to do with the dead donkey, Daisy.
In an early post Jackie, you mention that after the 1970 Paris race, timing debacle, you and Renato got upset with each other, And you mentioned it did not escalate to fist-o-cuffs. Well when time permits, on your thread, I would like to tell the story, of when I saw Renato seriously wrestle a fellow Italian on the Como shop floor.
Four Italians got in the action, but it a long story for another day.
Renato was an expert at “Delegation” when it came to a bundle!
When Renato arranged to have Mark “ taken out” in the second heat, after the Seventeen year old kid beat him in the first heat of the world ON Championship in Auronzo Mark chased him halfway up the lake —— threatening to tear him limb from limb—— he hid up in the hills until the next heat. Giorgio drove Renato’s boat up to the top end of the lake for him to take part in heat three.
After the third heat Renato locked himself in the truck and refused to come out!
That was the day Renato ceased to be Marks idol!!!
Yes you’re quite right—— after the age old ritual of cutting the tallywhacker off’n the dead donkey and throwing it over the wall to hide it from passers by—— two nuns from the nearby convent perchanced to look in that the direction of said object —— Sister MARY burst out crying——- Holy mother of God Sister Caley—- look what ————- !
I need to be sure I’m not drummed out of the brownies before I give you the punch line ROY !!!
Working on the upholstery for the latest pair of Rollers—— it’s my last job—- was hoping my daughter SAm might just jump in and do them——- no chance—— ive got the sewing machine out, only to find that I do require a needle that will sew through leather! Undaunted and with shed loads of ambition I shall sally forth ( or fifth) into the fascinating realms of “CHESTERFIELD” upholstery !
Let you know how I fared come end of play?
reached a conclusion today Mark—— me and sewing machines are non compatible!
I threw in the towel and found alternative methods of covering the Roller seats.Attachment 464370