Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Ching, ching, ching

Auto racing is all about speed, while that is true, there is an awful lot that goes on behind the scenes that is all but speed, take for example the getting of a few shirts for the pit crew, aka Me

This Baby will have all the works & the Jerks! Yes, I know I have mentioned this before in a previous occasion,
BUT, this Baby will have the whole package! The whole shooting box! The whole box and dice, you just ask my man
Ching, ching, ching, my wallet is blinding me, flashing before my eyes,
I can see this is going to be a very expensive & very time consuming exercise, for Mwah

After having been consumed almost every night & day for the past week, with scouring the net for suitable shirts/polos, I am feeling a little frayed, my colours are beginning to run, not to mention the brain fuddled with all the different styles, colours, & prices!!

“A Sponsor is what is needed” he states whilst gazing out surveying the property whilepartaking a coldy on the back patio

A brain way indeed, I say, phew that’s my boy, always thinking

Thinking caps are on, our minds are off & racing, His work, My work, who could we approach? to happily hand over their hard earned cash

As I said before God puts people in our path,
not ching, ching, ching
but ring, ring, ring
the phone rings & the Brother in law, Mr Triple A is on the line. The conversation gets on to the car & Brian mentions we are looking for a Sponcer & Praise the Lord; Triple A Shop fitting comes to the fore

Then the work really begins, the hours of trolling through web sites looking for the right shirt we can all agree upon, then finally the art work is decided & the shirts & caps are ordered

Hallelujah they have finally arrived, they have been paid for, they are ready to be picked up

Fickity, fackity, wuckity, oh blast it, it really doesn’t sound quite the same

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!!!!!!!! THEY DON”T FIT !!!!

or rather My, & Zoe’s sizes are too small

What was he doing! I ask you, when he had his hands against my girls whilst measuring them!!!
How wrong can you get?

Friday, April 3, 2009

Hmmmmmmmm, Bri . . .shouldn't that make the car GO FASTER?

“We need to go to the airport” says the Petrol-in-the-veins enthusiast

Wow, a surprise romantic trip for two, I fleeting think, stupidly, it is after all only a few days to our Anniversary

“I need to go buy the Avgas & the nearest place is Coolangatta Airport”

Say what!!!! thinks I

“Don’t you listen to me when I talk to you”? he asks

“I have explained to you before that the Avgas Mark used to get me, is a high octane aviation fuel used to power many aircraft & racing cars & now since Mark isn’t there at the Airport I now need to source it from else where

He really is such a thoughtful man, he had read abt a craft show that was on down the coast at the same time, so thought he could drop me off first, but I declined

Off we go an hour & a half away, luckily for him, enroute stopping at the strawberry farm for the mandatory strawberry ice-cream

We have a 20mins wait whilst the guy fuels up a helicopter, then they carry the 5 20 litre containers to the truck to be taken away to be filled

Mounting fuel prices $2.30 a litre in NSW was only $1.70 in Qld