Shine bright like a sump baffle

Have been fitting the nice shiny stainless steel sump baffle today as the weather was pretty decent for a change.



It's now bolted onto the oil rail



Tomorrow I need to seal the sump back up, but I also have to take the bonnet in to get sprayed up.

Looks nicer than the queens best silver.

I hope so. It's cost me about £270 so far. :slapme:

However, it is the sump that got the Queens best silver treatment.

Before.



During.



After.



Not sure wht but the dishwasher smelt a bit of petrol after.

hahahahahah pure man points... Did mrs CJJ like the new tasting petrol tea afterwards.

It's an aquired taste.

Still not clean enough Clive

Smells nice though.

Dunno if this will work with petrol smells but try this tip....freeze a carton of concentrate orange juice and with the washer empty, run a whole load cycle with the frozen orange juice (just the contents, not the carton) in the dishwasher. Its supposed to have taken the odours out. :yesnod:

Just washed the dog in it Oil smells gone but it smells of wet dog now. :nonod:

Actually I had one of those dishwasher cleaning bottles that you put in upside down and run a 65 degree wash. Everything is good once more. :yesnod:

'Shine bright like a' Clive?

Been getting your thang on to Rihanna? Under your umbrella -ella -ella? Or gazebo even?

I have a teenage granddaughter with a noisy iPod: that's my excuse.

Grandma Sue is distraught that the Bay City Rollers are no longer chart-toppers..... And that several Beatles have apparently died.

I skipped the parenthood thing so that I could stay cool. Innit.

I wished I had skipped parenthood and gone straight to grand kids . Which you can hand back when they get miserable/awkward/smelly etc. Research in genetics shows that this is unfortunately not possible.

I often wonder, 'innit, whatevvvvver' etc why my granddaughter speaks like she's from Essex when she was brought up in in Nottnum. Or why she turned at age 11 from a sweet angelic thing into a spotty hormonal Evil Creature that wants to paint her bedroom black and hates absolutely everything.

.....except Grandma or Grandad who occasionally drop her off at Skool in a daft blue car, which is apparently ' well keeeewwl''