Oh dear. Yesterday I did something silly. Very very very silly indeed. Like on a scale of, say, instructing Geeklawyer on a criminal case, instructing VictorianMaiden on an intellectual property case or instructing Ruthie. Yes, as bad as that.
Geeklawyer pulled up to a petrol station on the Terrible and inexorable Wrath of God and filled up. Unfortunately the little black nipple he chose to sate his petroleum love delivered not the maternal juice of automobile goodness but the oily death. Yes diesel.
What a cock.
After a three hours of waiting, Geeklawyer’s favourite RAC motorcycle specialist (who knew him already) arrived and drained the tank (in contravention of normal RAC rules it must be said) and the fuel injector of diesel and replaced with petrol. There followed then much belching of black smoke and, from Mr RAC man, the instruction to get through several tanks of petrol as soon as possible. Oh, all right then.
Geeklawyer explains this by way of momentary inattention, the temporary IQ of a copper and the possession of an LDV Convoy Diesel van. Ooops.
Mmmmm. Moto Guzzi.I just took a Hardly-Ableson in exchange for my services on a criminal case. I’ll most likely sell it.
Now that’s what I call billing with style
- tho’ I’d want to thoroughly check the provenance of any bike a punter of mine handed in as payment since I imagine it would have been nicked.
[…] Geeklawyer managed to put diesel fuel in his motorbike. As a fellow biker, I am able to sympathise. As a fellow blawger, I regret to say, I found it amusing… a visitation from the supernatural spirits wreaking vengeance on GL? […]
I was literally thinking only the other day about your running out of diesel in the van. I thought to myself “Well that was pretty stupid but I guess it’s not as bad as those people who fill up their tank with the wrong fuel”. What a coincidence that you would go and do exactly that. I would say that you should stick to public transport, but you would need a minder to ensure you didn’t lose your phone, get into fights or fall asleep and miss your stop.
Perhaps it’s best you just stay at home with a nice cup of tea
Were you literally thinking? The best sort I always say.
You forget I am a simple fellow - sophisticated Leeds people like you should remember I was using a pony & trap until a couple of years ago so I think I’m doing rather well overall.
Now then now then, I want raised ont’ darn train sunny. There been nought geeklawyer riding t’cart em past year.
Darn-in’t smoke t’leeds, it true that there be t’Harvey Nichols, but I been staying t’Whardale. Go Down Cap’ Value get me Grozler and peas jobs a good‘un.