04-08-2011, 12:10 AM
Whilst we've shifted a little sideways into the smell of engineering lubricants, here's a little anecdote.
It was many years ago, when I was a very enthusiastic biker: "Brit Twins", to be a little more precise. Now I then had the strange notion that keeping the back chain well-lubricated enabled me to go faster. (Obsessions generate a distorted view of reality). So, with the aid of the frying pan and the gas cooker in the kitchen, I boiled up the chain in molydenum disulphide grease: lovely stuff: all slippery, black and wonderfully greasy.
But I failed to appreciate the God-awful stink it created! Err, I was soon "told" - and in no uncertain terms, either! Oh, and yes, the frying pan was replaced soon after, too! Subsequently, on Sunday mornings, I then strictly avoided politely enquiring "Anyone fancy a fry-up?" 
Whoops!
Ho-hum.
Al.
It was many years ago, when I was a very enthusiastic biker: "Brit Twins", to be a little more precise. Now I then had the strange notion that keeping the back chain well-lubricated enabled me to go faster. (Obsessions generate a distorted view of reality). So, with the aid of the frying pan and the gas cooker in the kitchen, I boiled up the chain in molydenum disulphide grease: lovely stuff: all slippery, black and wonderfully greasy.
But I failed to appreciate the God-awful stink it created! Err, I was soon "told" - and in no uncertain terms, either! Oh, and yes, the frying pan was replaced soon after, too! Subsequently, on Sunday mornings, I then strictly avoided politely enquiring "Anyone fancy a fry-up?" Whoops!Ho-hum.
Al.
