Feb 22ndAs I postponed Tuesday nights workshop due to the mistaken belief that it was Shrove Tuesday (which is actually the 28th) AC turned up tonight to see what if anything, RC had left of his biscuits. The new kettle was duly broken in and a large pot of tea made before we set to work. The commutator was treated to a light rubdown with some 600 grit and some electrical contact cleaner by AC while I attacked the MV switch box which I had unearthed in the cupboard under the Coronet Imp. I had forgotten two things. One was that it had been in there in the first place but also that this was also authentic Metropolitan Vickers kit as well. I took off the housing and removed the paint right back to bare metal ready for priming. AC gave the bearing housings and retainer plates a coat of factory grey spray paint and set them aside to dry. I had already primed and undercoated them. The windings are in desperate need of a blow out with a compressed air hose but while I have a small 1.5hp compressor I am short of a coupling or two so that will have to wait. Especially as there was a call for some air pistol darts. AC took the trophy home this week winning by two points after a tense finish.
April 7th
It's been back to the usual of waiting for some NHS intervention which has lead to the delays in updating but the NHS is something that I will never knock. I know I am extremely fortunate not to have to pay for the treatment that restores me back to mobility and the level of functioning that now is my normal.
So what, if anything has been going on in the workshop? The compressor was inspected by AC's stepdad and myself but was found seriously wanting as a supplier of compressed air. In fact we were tempted to sue on grounds of misrepresentation. It would have been hard to recognize it even as a supplier of light breezes. Some internet research found some Czeck or Polish youtube videos which weren't of much help even before talk of Brexit so perhaps Eastern Europe is striking back already by removing English text and subtitles from their online tool marketing. So the MV motor windings remain unblown and work has ground to another halt apart from the prepping and spraying of the switch gear housing which is the size of a small rabbit hutch.
I received an email from Ray of Stoke on Trent detailing some Coronet Tool Co flyers he had found with a machine he bought and generously offered them to me to son and feature on the site. They have now been been uploaded on to the Coronet advertising etc page and are a great addition to the site so thanks Ray.
June
Over the last couple of months I have been unable to update due to the family laptop being commandeered by the one doing A levels. Seems fair enough to me. The multi-talented AC is also doing them so he has only appeared occasionally to thrash me at air pistol darts and complain about the lack of biscuits. Seems fair enough to me. We have sprayed the top coat on the switch housing for the MV motor which has come up well and is looking very industrial. To be honest the workshop is a bit of a tip at the moment and it is hard to get anything done. Tut tut.
I have sold the DP700 to Julian Harrison of WT restoration fame as it is guaranteed a good home. A donor 900 machine and the 7" craft saw are also going to the same workshop. I will be sorry to lose the 700 as we spent a lot of time on it and made a decent job of it but I really do need the space. Eek I have just realised I have left myself without a pillar drill. Oh no I'm going to have to buy another one!
A Minorette manual winged it's way to Finland during April. The first to that European country.
Some great photos of a post 76 Consort arrived in my inbox which are now posted up in
In the absence of my kemo sabay AC, RC has been visiting and setting fire to things. In between bursts of pyromania I have been introduced to Warhammer. I used to think this was the weekend choice for bearded 20-somethings wearing sandals and corduroy trousers who are yet to find a bad habit. But RC has proved me wrong. I really enjoyed painting Orcs in pink boots and the Sp*rs home strip. One of these freshly outed little beasts even wielded a Rainbow flag style banner which subtly declared Middle Earth to be a LGTB friendly zone. Now that's progress for you.
News: I have long been suspected of having an OCD. Now I have a definitive diagnosis. OCD or Obsessive Coronet Disorder is a rare but fortunately treatable condition that stems from a love of classic British machinery. Experts say that this can not only the sufferer but also the close family. Symptoms include the need to "purchase and restore" (or "keeping" in patientspeak) machines with the Coronet brand. Note that Record Power products will not affect the patient in the same way. The patient will usually express a desire to own anything that is coloured maroon and rust but sometimes blue after 1976. Disappearing to the workshop for hours if not days on end and driving up to twelve hours to rescue a barn find lathe are other common symptoms. In extreme cases a patient may set up a website to glorify or even deify Coronet machinery. Fortunately these are rare but they do denote a hopeless case. Treatment is known as the Maroon Medicine and involves allowing the patient to indulge his obsession to his own desire and therefore lessening the danger to society.
After reading the above you will not be surprised to hear that I am driving down to Cullompton in Devon to collect a Coronet Capitol that Tim has kindly offered to me. It is in need of sympathetic restoration but is 99% complete and of course a model I have been after for a long time.
JUNE TRANSFER WINDOW LATEST
Boleyn Workshop
IN: Coronet Capitol on a free from the Sports Direct Sh*t Tip, Devon
OUT: DP700, donor DP900 and WT 7" tilt saw (subject to fee)
SEPTEMBER
The Walker Turner machinery was collected by Julian earlier this month. After a couple of years of correspondence it was great to finally meet Julian and hand over his pieces of American industrial manufacturing history. He has already produced some fine examples of restoration on Walker Turner machines some of which is posted on here. The DP700 was purchased for use with a rare mortising attachment which he had bought from the USA. He brought the mortising attachment with him to show me as well as a Driver Line arbor in its green livery. This machinery was designed at a period in world industrial history when looks were important as well as the functionality of the machine. It was a real shame when machines began to lose their lines and become squarer and more rigid looking. All in the name of cost cutting naturally but a real shame to the purists among us. A good though probably overlooked example is the blade guard of the Coronet Major. Look at the sweeping lines of the guard on the maroon models compared to the functional squared off oblong shape of the post '76 machines. Observe the patterns on the maroon rip fences to the bleak, blue lines on the machines of the 80s. (Note to self: stop waxing lyrical about machinery or people will start to wonder about you.) And don't get me started on Record... In all seriousness it was really good to meet somebody who appreciates the design of the machinery and enjoys talking about it. We parted with a mutual regret that our workshops were so far apart. I'm thinking I may have to create a definitive webpage to demonstrate Julian's restorations.
NOVEMBER
So what happened in October? I had a bad spell in which I actually decided to give up on the website, sod the machines, sod the workshop. In fact sod everything. I'd had enough of it all, all motivation gone, no interest, nothing. That's right, nothing. So what was going on? If you've read through the site it's fairly obvious that apart from the chronic back pain, CRPS in the feet, bad attitude etc, that I suffer with depression. And after a few months break from it, it was back with a vengeance. It can be an insidious condition that creeps up on you, sneakily getting a foot in the door before doing a full on home invasion on you. The bastard. However I knew what I had to do although I carried that knowledge for far longer than I should have done. I picked up the phone and made an appointment with my GP. Fortunately it was not a long wait. Any doubts or worries that I had that the doctor wouldn't take me seriously were dispelled and my recovery restarted from the moment I walked through the door. What I'm trying to say is, and it has nothing to do with machinery, is that men's mental health is important and must not be neglected. I have to mention it just on the off chance that somebody somewhere identifies with what I say and makes that call for themselves. Or email me if you just want to identify with someone or simply just offload. (dorsethammer@hotmail.co.uk) A couple of years ago I had a very poignant email from somebody that was written in the middle of the night, he clearly needed to talk to someone. Having recently become unemployed he was feeling lonely and unwanted. He felt rejected and thought that no one liked him. Although I replied immediately I never heard from him again. I sometimes wonder how that Mr Cameron is doing now.
Back to the workshop and meanwhile the Metropolitan Vickers motor is sat forlornly on the bench awaiting my gentle touch. AC's stepdad played a blinder welding up a fan blade I snapped off while trying to remove it so the commutator is more or less ready for refitting. I was due to get the whatchamacallits sandblasted but their name has temporarily escaped me. Hopefully by the time I speak to Big Mick I will have remembered their name. After they have been painted it will nearly be time for the rebuild. There are approximately three Minorettes awaiting my attention and a large box of bits to be sold. The state of my workshop clearly resembles the state of my mind. Hmmmm...
I also heard from Ari in Finland who requested a manual some time ago. He sent some pictures of a remarkably well preserved Coronet Minor which was in bits. Having set it up with the aid of a manual he reports that it sorts out everything that is thrown at it. He is currently cutting some large panels for a built-in wardrobe. I will add the pictures when I can transfer them from the ipad. (groan, that will never work!)
December
It is definitely that time of year when men all over the country are venturing into their sheds and garages in search of a little project to see them through the dark evenings and let's face it, probably dark days as well. It is of course nothing to do with not wanting to waste any time watching boxed sets of Downton Abbey with the other half and their nasty cat. It is a time when having that "nice bit of kit" in the garage has never been so important. Routine bicycle maintenance can only be used as an excuse to slope off to the workshop so many times as they have noticed that we're not in such a hurry to do it in the summer months. Some people are so suspicious. The Boleyn Workshop is as far from the house that it is for a reason and the stereo only needs to be turned up to level 4 for it to be "out of earshot".
I have had several requests for the Minor/Minorette manual as well as enquiries about paint codes and spare parts. One of the manual buyers replied on receipt of it to tell me how much he appreciated the A4 format as opposed to the original size. Despite owning an original manual he could no longer read it due to state of his eyesight in his 80s. I couldn't see much in the 80s either to be honest, might have had something to do with the amount of cider I was drinking in those days but anyway I was glad to hear that he was able to take an interest in his machine again. A chap who sent in pictures of his Coronet Imp some years ago wrote to me to say he was now residing in Wiltshire so within visiting distance. It's always good to welcome people to the Boleyn and if anyone has recently expressed an interest to visit and I have not replied then message me again. I had a very interesting email from a Coronet Major General owner called Dave "Rubber" Coates who very kindly offered me the opportunity to visit and record for posterity this rarely found and classic example. I will be doing this in the New Year and will of course be devoting an entire new page to this model for the first time. He had very kindly had some photos printed and sent to me for my interest and I knew immediately that I would have to take some digital photos in order to share them on the website. And speaking of photos, I was sent some by a Mr.H from the West Country of an ancient Major that had lain undisturbed in a barn in Cornwall for many years. He paid an unbelievable £40 for what looks like that rarest of beasts, a Major General. When I have downloaded the photos I shall upload them to More Readers Machines... Oh come on, it might happen! It's funny how after ten years of zero Major Generals that two should come along in as many months.
Bye for now and keep it Coronet!
WISHING YOU ALL A VERY MAROON CHRISTMAS AND A POST OFFICE RED NEW YEAR!