A genuine schoolboy error from when I was a schoolboy.
I had a wee business buying old bikes. I’d strip them down, regrease everything, replace what had to be replaced, flip the North Road bars upside down so it looked sporty, or add dropbars, repaint them carefully with Robbielac, and then sell them with a 3 months guarantee.
I’d been using Humbrol model paint for the small details, such as lining, picking out head lugs etc. They had a really brilliant red colour and I had the brainwave of painting a bike with it. It was expensive, but looked good and shiny.
I sold it to a schoolmate who had been showing interest in Rough Stuff, and straight after school we went for a trial run up Craig Phadrig and Craig Dunain. This was before the trail networks of the GGW, so some RSF shouldering was done, quite a lot.
It turned out the beautiful red Humbrol paint hadn’t set hard and soon it was well distributed over his new blue school blazer and his right hand, and partially rubbed off the bike.
His parents were not amused, and I ended up having to refund him for the bike and paying for a new blazer which wiped out my accumulated profits.
My attempts to weasel out of paying for the blazer did my business reputation no good (I was quite happy to refund for the bike), but from it I learned a lesson on customer relations that helped in later business.
As for the bike, it got hit with paint stripper, and a coat of Robbielac in a more conservative colour.
I don’t know if anyone here has read “Diary of a Nobody”, but I can’t read it without sympathising with Mr Pooter. 🙂