The days are ticking by and I am getting nowhere near the task of polishing the Honda. Consequently I have decided to put it in a Vac Bag and give it a damned good polish when the weather warms. The alternative is for it to sit in an unheated garage and suffer from condensation until I find time to complete the job.
One of the reasons driving this decision is that we have ordered new gates for the cottage and they will be delivered in the next couple of weeks. I will then need to get them treated before they can be installed. This job is going to take priority, so the Honda is going to have to wait.
I have put an extra dehumidifying trap in each of the other bikes' Vac Bags and propose to do the same with the CBR. This item was therefore added to my shopping list for this morning's outing to Alcester.
The trip was only partially successful. I failed to get the dehumidifier trap and also failed to get another bucket of honey from Pete the Beekeeper. I did manage to get firelighters and a few essentials for lunch.
In the afternoon we nipped in to Worcester and spent a few hours in the company of B&H and their two granddaughters. We had a relaxed afternoon, as B&H had had a marathon session hosting their large family over the Christmas period. They had twenty one for lunch on Christmas Day, and didn't appear to have had any time to themselves in the intervening week.
We had a quiet New Year's Eve and neither of us actually saw the New Year in. I think we headed off to bed shortly after eleven. Just before we retired to bed the long case clock decided to throw a hissy fit,* and refuse to stop striking. I managed to halt the incessant chiming, and decided that I will need to track down Mr Troth early in 2026.
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* It barely managed two days of running
** A somewhat eccentric Horologist that has attended to this clock a few years ago
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