Nothing to do with inlet cams

This is the window of the village church in Dorrington in Shropshire.

Today we had to go and collect an engine. Kinda working on a Saturday :( but it's a nice run up th A49 so I said I'd go with.

Part way there he mentioned that he would like to talk to Pete about camshafts, that we should allow an hour for being at Pete's. UH OH. Much as I like Pete, spending an hour , or more, standing (I don't remember there being anywhere to sit) in his workshop listening to a conversation about inlet cams is not my idea of fun.

"Drop me off in the village" I said "Pick me up when you're done" I said.

"ok" he said

So I had a nice wander about the village, visited the church, then settled myself in the local pub with a latte and a book. Much better :)