Ah, jOe. Properly sleeved, eh? How many sleevers you own today, properly done or otherwise?
I'll bet it's zero. "Properly done" is open to conjecture, don't cha think?
The point I made is that you bought the gun with the work all done-your double gun expertise requirement was about zero if the dealer was to be trusted. The other point made is that plain, old, vanilla British boxlock and sidelock non ejectors suddenly become gold plated money pits once they arrive here. Kirk Merrington points out that re-laying ribs is expected maintenance. Wood gets old. One of my Brits developed lots of little hairline cracks at the head, after being bent. They weren't there, prior. Spendy little lesson.
Dig, being in country, gets them at about what they are worth. Which, isn't much. I doubt anyone in England would have given you the 3K margin you got on your sleever now, would they?
Didn't you have a name gun that turned out to not be one? Let's talk about that, keeping in mind all your double gun expertise.
This was a post on cheap thrills, not getting cheap thrills for big coin. Some of the best fun out there in double guns are cheap little sleepers you wouldn't think about taking a picture of, because they got muddy when you fell in the swamp, in the freezing rain, just before you filled out your limit of November roosters.
Never met anybody with a Purdey on those days. Sleeved, or otherwise.
Best,
Ted
PS Hey, that gun of yours was marked sleever. One of the best laughs I ever got here. Put it up again, would you?
