And their cousin, Haywood Jablowme!

Reminds me of some of the colourful characters our DIs used in parables to get their points across when we were in boot camp. Joe Sh*t the ragman...... Norman Numbnuts...... Little Suzie Rottencrotch...... And of course, the the one that endeared them to us all when they weren't referring to us as 'puke' or 'maggot'...... 'Hey you, Sh*t for brains...... Get over here! On the double! Move it...... Move it...... Move it!'

Seriously, though...... I worked with and around asbestos for 4 years my 2nd tour of duty. And radiation. Take neither lightly.

The brake and clutch linings on my '57 are still asbestos and you can bet I will wear whatever protective gear I can come up with and water them down to keep airbourne particles to a minimum when disassembling. And double bag and seal them up as soon as I have them off the car.

Best regards,

Harry