Today, a relatively new acquaintance delivered a petrol mower to me in his lowered, blacked out, re-mapped Transit van. Don't yer love a lairy pensioner? A score (20 quid) changed hands and we barrowed it round the back for a look. As far as I could tell, the leaky petrol tap needed replacing and after I'd taken the exhaust off it needed a new gasket. Together I have shelled out all of 6 quid off ebay! I await their delivery. By the weekend, I hope to be mowing our considerable lawns with my 60s Suffolk Super Colt.
And whilst I am I try to find, and will continue to do so,a British Anzani Lawnrider. I'll settle for an Eezimow if I have to, but only as an eventual stablemate for the ultimate mower, previously mentioned. I mean how could you NOT fall completely for this:-
Be still, my beating heart!
Turns on a sixpence, sounds good and will be the nearest thing to a Frazer-Nash I'll ever own.
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