Black ‘n’ White & Red all over. No not a newspaper but someone’s smart Triumph Mountain Cub. Clean and spare detail with fire engine red color scheme.
Red Adair: oil leak specialist
The Mighty Mini
Cellar Door
A two word noun that has been declared to be the most beautiful in the English language. Its phonoaesthetic quality was heralded by Edgar Allen Poe as a word whose sound (euphonic) is more sonorous than its meaning.
Well I need to get my act together soon as the Cub nears assembly completion and needs to escape from its confines through a metaphorical Cellar Door…
Sit your Ass down!
The single seat for the Cub needed some new padding. The foam under a clean original cover was starting to fossilize. I took said cover and seat pan to the local fabric and upholstery shop Vogue Fabrics and has some fresh plump foam trimmed to size.
I like the special saw knife used to cut the blocks of foam. Once home I reclipped the piping edged cover back over its new filling and a perch to rest my tush is done.
Cub Progress
Been a rainy day here in Chicago so I spend the better side of the day down in the basement workshop. TV was on with Josh Randall and Rowdy Yates keeping me company whilst I worked on the exhaust pipe and rocker cover oil line routing. It’s a tight fit with the oil ‘bag’ mounted a little proud to ensure the lower engine lubrication hoses don’t kink.
Put that in your pipe and smoke it (part 2)
Life’s Fun
Put that in your pipe and smoke it!
Cats Perch
Triumph Cub painting settles a ruby Cub parked in some country cottage yard. Barrel catching roof runoff caught from the distant gloomy skies downpour. Holly bush denotes ancient sacred ground or border marker. A greenhouse offers protected warmth for prize winning flowers to display at an upcoming agricultural show.
Meanwhile the cat sleeps on contentedly…
Cafe’d Cub
Can
Finish where we started: the magazine cover art from Monday here in grey simplicity. She’s ready for a jaunt with her thick wooly pullover. Though I doubt that open bag may spill its contents along the road ahead. Spotty pants will hide mud splatter from the damp country lanes her pilot will no doubt take her along…
la puissance à revendre
Packed!

ive seen inside one of these little 200cc ‘gins and if the power is packed it must be quite a dense proposition in the watch-like internals. There ain’t much room! Unless you can miniaturize the little ponies hidden in there. Quite a snappy checked smock our friend is parading: and a bobble hat to top it off. The heavy submariners sweater on the behelmeted gal says she’s up for a spin next…
The phone box sits quite Tardis-like in the background. I think the illustrator wanted something man-made amongst the autumnal backdrop. Once again gotta love that brushed ink work!
Zestful Performance
Another period advertisement for the Cub: it’s like a promotion from Madmen: suit, pipe and brylcreem. Modern high street shopper behind are a mere swish of the artists ink brush, the ‘Baby Bonnie’ looks splendid as its shown off by the gauntlet’d owner. Only one hundred and forty four pounds and fifteen shilling!













