I remember those too.....So did the by pass hose. Lol

I remember those too.....So did the by pass hose. Lol

If cut to exactly the right length, they slipped on nicely and snugged up.So did the by pass hose. Lol
Cut them up and all down to Hockings. There is a trampoline in a field opposite the turning to Shoreham on the A227, it blew there after a storm, got to be at least 15 years agoTwo trampolines actually. Oddly the 27 & 19 year olds don't use them much now.....
These clips and springs are off the original 10' one, all dismantled. The frame is here too if anyone wants it?Plan was to do it up and give to a neighbour's kids but think they have one now and are loaded anyway.
Then there's the 15/20' one. Still up, took a knock during a storm when a swinging garden chair took off and clouted it so a couple of poles are bent. The blue thing that covers the springs has disintegrated and been binned. Mainly I just mow around it now. Probably needs a new net and foam pole covers too.
At least the concrete slabs are smoothish. My concrete "workbench" does my knees in.
Scrap the trampolines, they're dangerous, I've known of 3 people who have bounced off them and ended up with broken arms and legs.

Scrap the trampolines, they're dangerous, I've known of 3 people who have bounced off them and ended up with broken arms and legs.
The questions have to be asked though, how do they rate on the stupidity scale, & were they sober at the time?
I would say be realistic about the Capris as well. Do honestly believe you will ever do anything with them? It's easy to convince yourself that it will happen but the number of cars I have seen or know of that end up scrapped or punted on tells the real story. I know, I was one of them.Have to be brutal.
Skip everything in the boiler room.
Skip the trampolines. No one wants them.
Skip all the "may come in handy" carp. It won't.
Skip the collection of wooden sticks and pieces of MDF.
When you sweep the floor, any nuts, bolts and washers all go in the bin. I used to mess about picking them out of the dust and carp. Then what? Couldn't be bothered to sort them so, in the bin.
Make it a project you do finish.
Good luck.
Thing is, if you get rid of all the other crap around them, and can actually get to them to do something, the enthusiasm might reignite. And then the feeling of having a good day, afternoon, weekend, of fettling in the garage is pretty good if that's what you enjoy doing.I would say be realistic about the Capris as well. Do honestly believe you will ever do anything with them? It's easy to convince yourself that it will happen but the number of cars I have seen or know of that end up scrapped or punted on tells the real story. I know, I was one of them.
That's posh, nearest we got at our school was bouncing on the weightily challenged kidAt school, in the early 70s, we weren't allowed to perform somersaults on the trampoline unless we wore a fall arresting harness.

At school, in the early 70s, we weren't allowed to perform somersaults on the trampoline unless we wore a fall arresting harness.
Boys didn't do such things when we were at school, well not in public anyway.I thought you were going to say a short, PE skirt...
These are good points. I’m often thinking these days about how I will not get time in the next 5 years or more to really get into my project car … but im probably at a stage where I could pay someone to make a start. That might be a compromise that gives me a project I can dip in and out of rather than looking for several weeks in a block to get it started.Thing is, if you get rid of all the other crap around them, and can actually get to them to do something, the enthusiasm might reignite. And then the feeling of having a good day, afternoon, weekend, of fettling in the garage is pretty good if that's what you enjoy doing.
If it's not, but a summer evening eyeing up the sunlight glinting off the bonnet bulge, or a gentle cruise somewhere (we'll ignore the fact that a cruise in a 40/50 y old car is nowadays a series of crashes in and out of pot-holes, jiggling over the cracks, manholes, that you have all on keeping up with a modern car with a cart-axle design, especially on a damp or crap surface), then flog 'em on and find one already done.
I find myself smiling at my 35 yr old car simply when it's parked in the drive / work car park, so mine is being kept.
Boys didn't do such things when we were at school, well not in public anyway.
That almost explains your fetish for the hair dressers capriThe ones I knew did...






