Took it to a metal fabricator ages ago. There's no use me ringing and trying to describe the thing, so I need to go round in person.
This involves taking a day off work, and because I can't drive, it involves buses and trains.
Readers may remember I'm unable to drive at the moment because
- My previous GP is a backstabbing Judas cow
- My current GP doesn't seem to be able to tick the correct box on a form
- The Department of Vile Losers and Arseholes are dragging their feet
- My car needs £1100 spending on it to get it through the MoT
The other day I took the bus to the station. No trains due to a power cut. Got back on the bus and went home.
Went back the next day, arrived at the place at 12.30 to find the bloke locking the gates. Forgot they close at 12.30 on a Friday.
Went back again today. The woman in the office went and got a bloke in blue overalls from the workshop, he was the one I had dealt with before, so knew what was what. "It's in the freezer", he said, and disappeared. Reappeared moments later with the spindle, mumbled something about doing it now, and went off again.
Came back seconds later with it looking as shown in the photo below.
"Sorry about that mate. Good luck with it."
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You may or may not recall this is the second one, the first having been lost by the powder coating cunts.
I honestly gave up the will to live a very long time ago, and things are not getting any better.
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