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Austin Shackles
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On or around Thu, 20 Jul 2006 20:27:43 +0100, "Larry" <[email protected]>
enlightened us thusly:
>Bin there done that, the heater is an excellent supplement to a failing
>radiator. One day I really will get round to changing the fan for an
>electric one.
hehe. I went away from electric fans on the 110 when on failed on me. went
back to a good old-fashioned fixed engine-driven fan.
Have got a kenlowe on the transit, but it's a new one and thus gauarnteed
(for 2 years) - the control box had a fault after not long, one of the
terminals came loose inside. I phoned Kenlowe and they sent another one out
ASAP - would I please return the old one so they could examine it in case it
was a dud batch or something.
decent bunch.
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Austin Shackles. www.ddol-las.net my opinions are just that
"Chuck didn't reply, so George swung round in his saddle. He could just
see Chuck's face, a white oval turned toward the sky.
'Look,' whispered Chuck, and George lifted his eyes to heaven.
(There is always a last time for everything.)
Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out"
Arthur C. Clarke, "The 9 billion names of God"
enlightened us thusly:
>Bin there done that, the heater is an excellent supplement to a failing
>radiator. One day I really will get round to changing the fan for an
>electric one.
hehe. I went away from electric fans on the 110 when on failed on me. went
back to a good old-fashioned fixed engine-driven fan.
Have got a kenlowe on the transit, but it's a new one and thus gauarnteed
(for 2 years) - the control box had a fault after not long, one of the
terminals came loose inside. I phoned Kenlowe and they sent another one out
ASAP - would I please return the old one so they could examine it in case it
was a dud batch or something.
decent bunch.
--
Austin Shackles. www.ddol-las.net my opinions are just that
"Chuck didn't reply, so George swung round in his saddle. He could just
see Chuck's face, a white oval turned toward the sky.
'Look,' whispered Chuck, and George lifted his eyes to heaven.
(There is always a last time for everything.)
Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out"
Arthur C. Clarke, "The 9 billion names of God"