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  1. I've seen some very persuasive post that say the only purpose of this tray was to reduce noise in some drive by noise test? Mine has never had one since 1988 when I got it, and no ill effects as far as i can tell.
  2. Interesting...I'd never found it as it's listed under S1 and S2...but when you find it, it also says "and early S3"!!! Mine's still doing the business, but it's good to know it exists...
  3. molemot

    USA vs NK

    Back when India and Pakistan (both in the nuclear club) were kicking up a right old fuss, I had the Indian Defence Attaché come to my desk at Terminal 4. I said "I trust you guys aren't going to do anything stupid, now, are you?" and he replied " Oh no...this is just normal sabre rattling!!" which reassured me a bit. With the USA and NK, I'm not that sanguine.
  4. In court, the trucking company's lawyer was questioning Clyde. "Didn't you say, at the moment of the accident, 'I'm fine.'" asked the lawyer? Clyde responded, "Well, I'll tell you what happened. I had just loaded my favorite mule, Bessie, into the..." "I did not ask you for any details", the lawyer interrupted. "Just answer the question. Did you not say, at the scene of the accident, 'I'm fine?'" Clyde said, "Well, I had just got Bessie into the trailer and I was driving down the road." The lawyer interrupted again and said "Judge, I'm trying to establish the fact that, at the scene of the accident, this man told the highway patrolman on the scene that he was just fine. Now several weeks after the accident he is trying to sue my client. I believe he is a fraud. Please tell him to simply answer the question." By this time the judge was fairly interested in Clyde's answer and said to the lawyer "I'd like to hear what he has to say about his favorite mule, Bessie." Clyde thanked the judge and proceeded. "Well as I was saying, I had just loaded Bessie, my favorite mule, into the trailer and was driving down the highway when this huge semi-truck and trailer ran the stop sign and smacked my truck right in the side. I was thrown into one ditch and Bessie was thrown into the other. I was hurting real bad and didn't want to move. However, I could hear old Bessie moaning and groaning. I knew she was in terrible shape just by her groans. When the highway patrolman came on the scene he could hear Bessie moaning and groaning so he went over to her. After he looked at her and saw her near fatal condition, he took out his gun and shot her between the eyes. Then the patrolman came across the road, gun still in hand, looked at me and said, 'how are you feeling?' Now what the **** would you say?"
  5. You mention the linkage I presume this linkage is the tubular one with the levers rather than the crossgate cable? I must admit that I have never adjusted the tubular linkage on my 82 Turbo in the 30 years I've had her; apart from changing the rubbers on the tube ends and levers it's been fine. The crossgate has taken some fettling, though. I believe the S&J kit is for the Renault gearbox, which had a different linkage from the Citroen box on the earlier cars. Since the crossgate cable outer is fitted to the engine, the engine moving on it's mounts shouldn't affect anything.... but it could affect the tubular linkage. Not familiar with the S1, though.....but good luck, anyway(!)
  6. Heating it up with a hot air gun could help. Levering it carefully from two points 180 degrees apart usually works...both together and one at a time, to make the pulley wobble it's way off. As ever, it's a lot easier with the engine out(!)
  7. A mere stripling!! Have a good one,Ian....
  8. I find it's a matter of angle...with the front of the engine waaay up in the air and the back of the gearbox down, the discs fit....otherwise I think the caliper mounts can catch. It's been a while since I did this, though...but I have always managed to get the lump back in with the discs still mounted. If it came out in one piece, it must be possible to go back like that too... Thinking about it, I use a load leveller and lower the lump in...get the gearbox mounting bolts into the gearbox mounts and then lower away and adjust the angle as the power unit goes in, have the engine mounting bolts in position too, and they go into the engine mounts as you lower away. Need the silencer mount, the reversing light switch and the long stud through the rear gearbox plate removed to get it in.
  9. With my 82 turbo, the Citroen box goes in with the discs attached...and the motor, too. The discs just fit between the chassis where the crossmember comes out. If you are trying the same thing, jack the car up slightly under the very back of the chassis tubes, as with the wheels on the ground the chassis deforms and the gap narrows....
  10. Hope you have as good a day as I did!!
  11. Thanks, guys... Just back from a celebratory lunch here... A cote de boeuf to die for and a magnificent red to go with it. After last weeks travails, much's a flavour of it.. Sunday. Volvo breathed her last on the A6 autoroute; huge cloud of smoke, assume turbocharger ate itself, all the oil burned and spewed out the back. oil pressure warning light came on. Car worth about £300 on a good day...write off. Had to get it taken away. Thought I was insured against this sort of thing. The Lotus is...and so was the Volvo until 7th July, when LV kindly automatically renewed the insurance and left off the European recovery, no paperwork from them, not even an email, one is tempted to use the "C" word. I tried 6 firms to tow me responded...and did turnout, on a Sunday....fees up by 50%...(!) but what can you do, rock and a hard place. Sat in McDonalds at the Villabé services, waiting for the truck...he pitched up and off we Orly so I could rent a car. All car rental places apart from airports closed on Sunday. Rented a small Peugeot from Europcar. Followed the truck with Viv-theVolvo on it to some eastern Parisian I could withdraw vast sums of cash from a cash machine...towage cost €726.. You do the sums.... Then we transhipped everything from the Volvo to the hire car; off went the van with me car packed on it...I stayed behind, bereft of cock linnet. (reference to aged music hall song by Marie Lloyd). Sat in Peugeot sorting out my satnav...then realised I had left the transponder for the autoroute tolls in the Volvo, and the car park card for the Marsden hospital...all too rushed and the bloke was clambering about the Volvo whilst I was packing. So...I phoned him up and he came back again and I got the things back!!! Then I drove to Mole End and organised some food and a stiff drink and so to bed. Monday. Unpacked the inessentials from the hire car and drove it back to Orly. Handover was so efficient and rapid that I left the autoroute toll transponder behind AGAIN....(!) Idiot. Mad panic over that, every time it goes through a tollbooth I would get charged... emails in all directions, phone calls...Europcar said they would find it and keep it for me....oh yeah....can't trust I got onto "Bip&Go" who provide these things and told them to cancel it and issue me a new one. That was Monday; still havent heard from B&G. Got a cab to the international bus station at Galieni ..€35...I'd booked the trip online the night before..€44 from Paris to London via the tunnel, absolute bargain, bus left at 1500ish. Bus had spent my time online. Got to Coquelles...everybody off the bus with baggage...French immigration...UK immigration....bags through x ray...back on bus. By now I'm totally shagged. Bus on to train, through the tunnel, bus off train and away through the countryside and south east London to Victoria coach station, arriving on time to the second at 2130. Excellent service. Tried to sort out Uber on the laptop, far too complicated, gave up and grabbed a black cab off the rank, took me to Chertsey...£90...(!).....bed. Tuesday. Up at sparrowfart, got a lift to the Marsden for the Prostate Specific Antigen blood tests. I had the blood tests and managed to get Dr. Tree to do the clinic review, which should have been Tuesday... Next appointment due 1st November if blood test results show PSA going down, letter to GP asking for the Bicalutamide to be added to my regular prescriptions, as that plus the hormone injections is bringing the PSA down at one point a week. Got a a lift back. Phoned friends at Chobham...they took me in. Stopped the night there. Wednesday.....the following day.... organised a replacement car and an hotel to stay at...Travelodge in Teddington...rendezvous with the car seller for that evening; got a lift over there... Saw the car, tested it, a Peugeot 407 turbo diesel estate, 2005,one owner, 96,000 miles. Was a car leased by the seller's Mum, then she bought it after 3 years of lease, full service history, 19,000 miles until the next scheduled service. Wanted £1790...offered £1500...agreed on £1600. Main display screen U/S, convinced the bloke it would be hell on wheels to change. car...transport!!! dropped him back at his place, drove back to the hotel, parked it... it wouldn't lock. Had to phone him up and he told me the upper part of the rear hatch opens seperately and he reckoned I'd pushed the middle button on the remote locking and unlatched it!! Quite right, too...pushed it down until it clicked and all the locking worked perfectly. Phew. Got online and informed the DVLA I had acquired the car...I'd insured it before hand...and I had to tax it, too, nothing transfers any we had all the paperwork done...except for the seller telling the DVLA who he'd sold it too, which he did online the following morning. And so to bed......thank you, Sam Pepys.... Thursday...spent the day trying to learn the Peugeot. The manual has more in it than any aeroplane I ever flew....(!) went to the GP, handed in the note from Dr. Tree, asked the receptionist if she could expedite matters as I was off to France on Saturday...she agreed. Did some shopping, back to the hotel, dined at Nando's, the South African/Portuguese chicken joint...a bit basic, but fuel for the body. Bed..... Friday was the day for the hormone injection over to the Docs again...prescriptions all fine...including the Bicalutamide! Sadly, instead of 3 months of 50mg tablets, they had only given me 1 month...of 150mg tablets, 3 times the dose! Took a bit of sorting, but got them to issue the 3 months of 50 mg prescription in the end. Then their pharmacy only had one month...had to order the other 2....and they arrived at 1700 yesterday evening. Phew. Saturday....drove to Dover after breakfast....ferries ticket for the 1640, changed to 1540 which would be leaving by 1640, then an on board medical emergency and ambulances and Police and so forth so even more delay and I finally got to the Cottage Hotel at about eight o'clock French time. Sunday...again....drove to Orly and reclaimed the Autoroute transponder. Then onwards to my little chalet by the canal...what a week. I had ordered a new display unit for the Peugeot, that arrived on Monday, and I fitted it the car can show just how clever it is!! Carried on to Mole End Cottage; some oik had decided that the first Sunday in August was a good time to close the A6 to one lane and have roadworks. What can you do.... display unit arrive via eBay from a chap in Croatia...£56..... had found a video on changing it on Youtube. Chap on video did it in about 3 minutes... I managed nearer to 15. Now it all works!!!!! What a week...three grand up me shirt an I'm just about back to where I was to start with!! Only good thing is the PSA..had an email from the oncology secretary saying PSA had dropped from 18 to 14 in 4 weeks, so it's carrying on downwards at a point a week...gotta be good news. Might even get to fire up the boat and take a bit of a cruise.... Back to the birthday...the rest of this day will be spent with my ice machine and a bottle of Jack Daniels, No sense from me until tomorrow....if then........ Silly song I wrote this morning whilst easing bowels. Seventy-one today I'm Seventy-one today! Fifty years since the key to the door Never been Seventy-one before Like a water buffalo, with stolid ploddery Will I plod till seventy-two? Come back next year and see!! TTFN Moley.
  12. Agree about MOT emissions; but, as my MOT guy says..."You don't want to run THAT beast lean, do you??"
  13. I had the same thing on my 82 turbo. Nearly drove me mad... Looking at the standard work on Dell'Ortos, Des Hamill's tome, it became clear that the standard jets are very marginal for the engine, so any reduction in internal diameter of the jets could be crucial. In the end, I decided to try to measure the internal diameter of my slow running jets..these also do the progression bit, which is where the problem occurred. I'd been through all the jet cleaning procedures I could think of with no success.....I went through a whole pile of dead guitar strings with a micrometer, until I found one that measured the correct size...then tried to insert it into the jets. Wouldn't fit. Nothing ventured, nothing I used the end of the guitar string as a makeshift reamer and slowly got it through the jets. The stuff that came out!! A coating of what resembled varnish had obviously been stuck to the inside of the jets. This was not visible by peering down the jets... After I had "given them the treatment" I re-installed them...and the flat spot and stumbling had gone!! I only wish I had had Tim Engel's document to hand...instead of having to work from first principles.
  14. This is why aeroplane fuel gauges used to have cork floats...they can't get punctured!!
  15. One for the grammar pedants. On his 74th birthday, a man got a gift certificate from his wife. The certificate paid for a visit to a herbalist living nearby, who was rumoured to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction. After some discussion with his wife, the man made a visit to the herbalist and handed his voucher over wondering what he was in for. The elderly herbalist handed a potion to the man, and with a grip on his shoulder warned, 'This is a powerful medicine. You take only a teaspoonful, and then say '1-2-3.' When you do, you will become more manly than you have ever been in your life, and you can perform as long as you want." Greatly encouraged, the man turned and started to walk away, then stopped and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?" The herbalist replied, "Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,' but when she does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon." Eager to see if it worked the man went home, showered, shaved, took a spoonful of the medicine, and then invited his wife to join him in the bedroom. When she came in, he took off his clothes and said, "1-2-3!" Immediately, he was the manliest of men. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and then she asked, "What was the 1-2-3 for?" And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with a dangling participle.....
  16. Email them...
  17. My particular curse is prostate cancer. I was diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer back in 2006...I was in France and got an attack of the gout, so toddled off to the local Doctor, Dr. Pitt. He duly prescribed the NSAIDs to sort out the gout, and said "Monsieur, you need the following tests..." amongst which was a PSA test. That's Prostate Specific Antigen.....I knew others who had been so diagnosed, and I had been widdling more than usual and doing the usual male thing of burying head in sand. So when I got back to the UK I saw my Doctor in Kew and asked for the test...he tried to talk me out of it, saying that there were many"false positives"..but I insisted, and the blood sample was taken. A few days later a letter arrived...could I come in and discuss the results? Seems the PSA was 23....the norm for my then age was below 5. Now I was on the conveyor belt....having just got a bit of money I went privately for the biopsy. A strange having a single deck Green Line bus thrust up one's rectum...and then it bites you; twelve times....(!) The results of that appeared speedily and all 12 cores proved to be cancerous, the full diagnosis was "High risk prostate adenocarcinoma, clinically T3a N0 M0 Gleason 3+5=9 in 12/12 cores with up to 90% involvement" Two things stopped this from being as bad as it could get, firstly the thing was confined to the prostate and secondly the Gleason scale goes up to 10, and I was but 9!! The specialist (Mr. Dick, and I kid you not) recommended that I reverted to being an NHS patient as there was nothing to be gained by remaining private, so that's what I did. The tumour wasn't suitable for surgery, and neither was I, being rather over large. So I was started on hormone therapy, a form of chemical castration involving a 3 monthly injection and, in my case, a daily bicalutamide the hormones alone weren't doing the job. It's the male hormone testosterone that causes prostate cancer. After a consultation at Kingston Hospital, I was "taken over" by Prof. Dearnaley and his team at the Royal Marsden, where I joined the Intensity Modulated Radio Therapy trial. This was to test the possible gain of performing radio therapy with greater levels of radiaton over fewer treatments...the intensity modulation involving some very clever physics whereby the tumour got a large dose of radiation but the surrounding tissue didn't This took place in 2007. In the following years I remained on the hormone therapy for about 4 years, after which all treatment ceased. The PSA had come down to a low of 0.18 during this time, and stayed reassuringly low for several years....then in 2015 it started to rise; slowly at first but up like a skyrocket in 2016, getting back up to 23. Something had to be was suggested that I join another trial, the STAMPEDE trial, evaluating the result of using abiraterone or enzalutamide with the normal hormone treatment, Sadly, just before I was due to start on this, a final set of scans showed the genie was out of the bottle and the cancer had metastasized...getting into the C3 vertebra and various lymph nodes and other such places, and that was enough to disqualify me from the trial. Thus it was the usual hormone therapy...with bicalutamide for the first month...and the PSA fell nicely. It was suggested to me that another trial had shown the effectiveness of chemotherapy if performed early on, instead of being left until the charmingly named "final stages" (!) So I opted for this, as the trial results predicted the strong possibility of another year or so over and above what could be expected otherwise. Chemo isn't much fun. I had six cycles of three weeks a cycle, and it's only now...6 months or so later...that I realise what an effect it had on me, apart from the obvious physical things of the remains of the hair falling out and the nails following suit. Both of those have grown back to what they were. Mentally I haven't been firing on all twelve, and getting across to my place in France to find it had burst a pipe and flooded during the winter didn't help either. I'm still on the hormones and I may be on either abiratrone or enzalutamide in the future, the trial I didn't get on having found that both work well. It comes down to the side effects...abiraterone can put up the blood pressure, and enzalutamide can give you fits.....your choice!! In my case, the usual hormone injections proved insufficient, so I have gone back on the bicalutamide as well...and the PSA is now going down as fast as it went up. Anyway, that's where I am at the moment, due for another Marsden clinic in a week or two, and still plodding steadily forward like a water buffalo, ignoring everything that doesn't matter! I've had 11 years life that I wouldn't have had, had I not seen Dr. Pitt with my gout...and had the care from Prof. Dearnaley's team at the Marsden and the other oncologists who battle daily against the big C. I shall be 71 in a few days, and since I never expected to reach 50, as I thought I would be a smoking hole in the ground surrounded by shards of aluminium, to reach the Biblical life span is very gratifying..and I ain't done yet!! The moral of this rather lengthy tale is the same as aware of what your body is trying to tell you, listen to it, don't be an ostrich, get tested....if I had been a bit earlier, they could have cured it completely; a bit later and I wouldn't be typing this post.
  18. Crossgate cable adjustment; the real reason for inability to get reverse and most other gear selection problems, once you discount the "red hose" red herring. First thing to do is to check...not the cable...but all the other bits. The bellcrank mounted on the gearbox,...the hole and pin where the cable fits wears and gives lost motion....the bush wears and allows wobble and lost motion...and the pin on the other end, where it engages with the cross shaft of the selector machanism wears does the cross shaft cut out it fits in...more lost motion!! All of that adds up to a whole load of nothing, rather than a precise movement. The bellcrank and pin and cable end can be repaired...I ended up using a stainless socket headed screw as a pin, turned the thing down smooth in a lathe and bored the bellcrank hole and cable end to fit. No lost motion there.... I replaced the bush, an easy job using a vice as a press. Then the pin that fits to the cross shaft itself...a bit of MIG weld built that up and some fun filing produced and nice fit. Once you have dealt with the lost motion, then you can adjust the cable! Reverse engagement requires the cable to push the bellcrank; cables don't push very well... To increase the movement towards reverse, you have to adjust the nuts on the cable outer to move the cable towards the rear of the car....and thus push the bellcrank further. Too far, and you will lose first and second gears....the other side of the gate. As has been mentioned, reverse needs the lever lifted and moved to the move it a bit further than for fifth gear. It is ian iterative process, round and round and round you go....but when you've finished, your gearchange should be as smooth and precise as mine is!!
  19. Looks like a seizure, imho. All very well talking about taking it to a local machine shop for them to clean up....but what can they DO?? They can't bore it out, you'd need an oversize follower and such things don't exist. Poking at it to see if anything can be dislodged you can do yourself. I don't think anyone would be prepared to take money for "repairing" that and become liable for any subsequent failure. Having said that.... if the bore is round and the follower is, too, and the fit is acceptable, slides up and down without wobble...and you have cleaned up the bore around the blemish with fine grade wetordri and then given it a good scrubbing to get rid of any particles....then I think I'd put the whole thing back together, using the Lotus recommended Graphogen grease, and all will probably be well. Otherwise....replace the cylinder head ? Ugh. Personally, I'd reassemble the thing and expect it to be OK...but it's your choice.
  20. I would say that you now have a useful reference for the nuts, bolts, washers, fasteners etc. Have you got any quotes as to how much it is likely to cost you to have them processed?? My feeling is that you'd be better off by binning the lot and buying new. Every fastener that doesn't have an "engineering" function requiring a specific specification (!) is best replaced with stainless. All the stuff that hold the body panels together and performs similar functions. I am amazed that you have managed to extract the original fasteners in any experience has been that the cursed Pulserts corrode so that they become solid with the mild steel fasteners and simply getting the panels apart becomes butchery. Things such as "lower rear suspension pin 1/2" UNF 12" long" are liable to be unserviceable in any event...once you have taken it out...and replacing them would be a wise move. I would never want to reuse fasteners that have been replated or stuff is the way to go, I reckon.
  21. An 81 turbo would take the feed to the heater from the pipe at the back of the head, and the return to the engine would go to the water pump. Can't tell what's which in your photos!!
  22. This bloke's a bit good......
  23. As has been said, they are the (very) defunct fuel tank breather pipes. You'll need to renew them....the parts list has a useful diagram showing how they fit and there has been quite a bit of stuff on the forum about them,too.
  24. Can be hugely's the cable outer that moves, and moves the throttle linkage, whilst the inner is fixed!! The exact opposite of what one expects....
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