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Showing posts with label scooter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scooter. Show all posts

Friday, 6 February 2009

A new seat for the scooter

We never did like the silver and white chequerboard pattern on the seat that originally came with the scooter. Plus it was slippery and hard braking would send us skooshing forward and clashing helmets much to the amusement of other drivers. Of course, I blamed the driver.

A new seat for Betty

We went to a local pimporium and had it replaced with this much more tasteful (and less slippery) brown seat. That'll be 4 of your rapidly diminishing British Pounds please.

Friday, 12 September 2008

Domestic days

We have three floors and a roof terrace but often hauling it all the way to the top floor is too much to expect of a human so we spend a lot of time in our front courtyard.
It's 5m x 2m but packs a lot in.

Domestic reflection

Because we were heading out almost immediately we left the scooter parked outside the gate. At night it lives on the ground floor next to an armchair.

Indoor parking

Our courtyard is home to twenty plants, 17 fish and assorted visitors.

One tree frog on a wall

We have tiny chairs that make it look bigger, if you look carefully you can see my first home grown orchid just starting to bloom.

Courtyard, Saigon

And here it is, My First Little Orchid.

My first little Orchid.


A view from three floors up with one still to go before we reach the roof.

Welcome, home.

You wouldn't want to forget anything you needed or to have suicidal tendencies. However, the climb to the roof space is worth the risk of being enticed to throw yourself down the stairwell.

Up on the roof

As well as the view we have a fridge up here dedicated to beer and wine.

Friday, 1 August 2008

Passenger

Look what I saw on the way from the airport.

Passenger

I want one just like it.

Sunday, 6 July 2008

Wash Day

Part of the deal we had when hiring our scooter was a monthly service and clean, of course that all ended when we bought our own. Since the scooter lives in the living room at night I don't like it to get too manky so (being lazy as all hell) we found the local bike wash.

You sit on plastic furniture and your bike gets lifted up for a thorough going over. The bike in the picture isn't ours, despite my best attempts I haven't managed to convince Stephen that decals would be a good thing.

Bike Wash

Lots of suds and spraying and wiping goes on and the bike leaves gleaming with even the boot box cleaned out. It stays that way for maybe up to five minutes.

Bike Wash II

Cost 10,000 dong (30p)