9:30am Saturday morning: I knock and am greeted by Mr Sales in his pants, mid scratching his belly. The horror could mean one thing -- another micro-job!!
Jim knows I’m quite obsessive when it comes to motorbike cleaning, so offered to swop £35 for a full clean on his GS. Several hours and one can of silicone spray later, the bike looked as show-room gleaming as possible.
With some seat repairs and sorting out some screen bolts thrown in for good measure, he was more than happy to part with his cheque >>
