Well, no doubt the little furry creature's thriving!
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I completed the new boiler mounting for my steam-waggon. It took a lot of thinking because it has to wrap round the existing steering-gear and leave room for the permanent replacement when I have designed that.
I thought MIG-welds were meant to be nice caterpillars of shiny steel with neat little ripples right along the joint. Nah – not mine. Not cat- erpillars but the cat- err, products in my garden again. Irregular grey-brown splodges with a curious orange-peel surface; perhaps a quarter of those across the joint actually doing anything … I knew I should made these all-bolted assemblies.
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Fitted a new blade to the band-saw. It's one of those everyone-has-one, horizontal and vertical-if-you-dare, Taiwanese machines; mine badged 'Alpine'.
Second-hand to me, it had given me good service until only a few days ago when I noticed the blade was running twisted in the vertical plane, and crossed the work in a shallow arc.
That blade had still seemed OK, so I examined all the possible adjustments, found and reduced the slop in the tension-pulley mounting and thought I set the guide-rollers (sealed ball-bearing races) properly. However, when it then snapped, I discovered the rollers had given it a shallow channel profile so assumed I'd set them too tightly.
Put the new blade on (a pig to do, necessitating removing both guide-assemblies), set the guide-rollers open and tried again. The blade still twists and follows a strange path, does not cut even 25 X 10mm HRS square, and at the end of the cut it rests some 5 mm away from the steel.
I fear it's time for a new machine – though I will salvage the motor I had to fit new only a year or so ago, plus any other parts that might come in handy; and of course the castored trolley I built to replace the original, cheap-and-nasty wheels and handle.
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The steam-wagon broke me!
Revenge maybe, for inflicting my grotty welded fabrications on it.
While shaping that piece of HRS – part of improving the temporary steering-gearbox – a sleet shower arrived. In moving the chassis back indoors out of the weather, I tripped and fell headlong, crashing down onto on my arm and hip, luckily on smooth concrete, not the chassis bristling with sticking-out bits of steel. My neighbour saw me, and enquired if I was all right, offered help, even gave me a note with her phone number and that of the local hospital. I managed to regain my feet, put the engine away and close the workshop, but in a lot of pain.
The pain is not in the impact site but the groin on that side, so I may have torn a muscle or ligament. Even walking even in the house is extremely difficult and painful. I was relieved to relieve myself without seeing blood I half expected in the urine, but struggling to and from the bathroom and kitchen (both downstairs), using anything and everything for support, was agonising.
I don't reckon I'll be in a fit state to be in the workshop tomorrow…