Soap-box
Cart Buildin'
Yeah,
well— a certain person, wot shall remain nameless,
reckons as 'ow Oi ought ter write a post. Trouble is, writin' ain't exactly wot
Oi do best, if'n yew see wot Oi mean. Any'ow, fer the sake o' peace an' quiet,
Oi said as 'ow Oi'd give it a go. So 'ere it is:
Oi'm
s'posed ter write somefink wots 'istorical. Oi ain't really inter 'istory, though
there are some people around as reckons as 'ow Oi'm somefink a bit 'istorical
mesself (or do they mean 'isterical? Wot ain't polite...). Any'ow, wot Oi'm
goin' ter do, is ter tell yew a bit about ow we make soap-box carts in
Widdlin'ton, wot is the village in England where Oi come from.
Incidentally, there's a map o' Widdlin'ton on http://www.peterstjohn.net/ wot
shows where moi 'ouse is. It shows the Mountain Glide where we race, an' all.
Yew c'n 'ave a look if'n yew loike. There's some pictures of me there, as well
as pictures o' some of our soap-boxes. Any'ow, back ter cart makin'...
It
ain't very difficult ter make a soap-box cart, provided yew've got a box an' some
good wheels. The best kind 'ave got ball-bearings rather than ordin'ry plain bearings.
Yew c'n sometimes get 'em off'n an old perambulator (Wot lovely word! But Oi
fink that in America
it's wot they call a "baby carriage"). The underneath part is loke
wot Molly 'as in the picture 'ere. Moi own cart, "Emmeline P", 'as got
pram wheels too, wot come off my perambulator after my daft bruvver let it roll
down the steps in front of ol' farmer Catchpole's tractor… The wheels were still
okay though.
A
real important part of the cart, the long plank wot 'olds everyfink tergevver,
is wot we call the "Spine". That's gotta be real thick,
three-quarters of an inch at least. If it's any thinner, it'll be all springy,
loike wot them big American cars are, an' then yew c'n get kinda seasick when
it bounces up an' down over the bumps. Besides, it's gotta be solid enough ter
take the 'ole at the front fer the steerin' bolt. If'n it's too thin, yew'll lose
the front axle the very first toime yew ride down over a curbstone. See wot Oi
mean?
When
Peter an me made moi Emmeline P, Oi come along wiv a tin full o' nails, only
Peter said that nails weren't no good fer makin' carts. Yew 'ave ter screw 'em,
or better still, bolt 'em tergevver, 'cos nails work loose pretty quick. Oi
pass the tip on. Yew don' 'ave ter thank me fer it, 'cos Oi didn't know it either
at the toime. The best sort o' bolts, are them wiv a little square under the ‘ead.
They call 'em "coach" bolts. Yew need ter fix 'em wiv a washer under
the nut, ovverwise it 'urts the wood, an' then they come loose as quick as yew
c'n say Akron
Hill.
If'n yew use screws
ter fix the box ter the spine, then it's best ter put some glue on as well.
Then it won't never come apart. The wheels, complete wiv axle, yew c'n fix
underneath wiv "U" bolts. Oi reckon as 'ow Oi don't 'ave ter describe
wot a "U" bolt is, 'cos it looks exactly loike wot it's called. An'
that kind o' word would be useful fer everyfink, don't yew reckon?
One
last fing: If'n yew can, troi ter get a real, proper, bushed pivot bolt ter fix
the steerin' bar wiv. It'll give yer cart a roight solid directional (Oi loike
that word!) feel. It c'n give yew a worfwhile advantage (yeah— an even better word!) in a pushed start, or
in an emergency. Besides, it don't work loose, neither.
Go
well. 'Appy cartin'!
Wiv
love from Jenno.
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