BBBH has waited if not patiently then desperately for her scooter to be operational. Friday afternoon a trip to Kokomo, a lightening of the wallet to the tune of forty-five bucks for the part, a few minutes of time back home, and voila! she is a happy camper again.
The news is less encouraging on mine. I'll probably have to ramp the thing onto the camper, cart it to Grandpa* who knows more than I do. About scooters, that is.
*He calls himself "Grandpa" and the name of his business establishment is "Grandpa's." But he's not as old as I. By a few months.