Framed

Other projects and distractions deluded me, change is not always progress but gives that impression. I cluttered and collected, components stashed away for the day when my chakra could catch my capabilities.

Nearly a year passed waiting for the spanner fairies to step in and magically make it all better. They must have been on a break. Eventually I stepped in and stripped the frame then dropped it off to Kevin at P&R Finishing Ltd who made a grand job of shot blasting and powder coating it.

Upon this rock I could build, or flounder. I did, mostly the former. Replacing worn or suboptimal components with choice customisations chosen from my cluttered cache (Ed: that’s enough alliteration).

The handlebars are lower and narrower than the Mandello factory intended but are better suited to London lane splitting (aggressive filtering). The headlight got a sympathetic restoration with components only available in Australia secured at great shipping expense. I grafted on the lens from a left-dipping replacement and trust that the heat will not melt the butyl sealant that was employed.

Original chromed headlight mounts seemed appropriate although the intention is not to ensnare her in a concourse corset constraining creativity (Ed: That’s it, you’re done)