Nikwax - what have they done to it

I used to live there.

 

Ginge says...

I used to shag a teacher from there.

 

It was somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the

Rich smug git with a beard. Since I don't know him personally, I can't
say I like or dislike him with any real fervour.

--

Dave

GS 850 x2 / SE 6a
SbS#6 DIAABTCOD#16 APOSTLE#6 FUB#3
FUB KotL OSOS#12? UKRMMA#19 COSOC#10

 

More like something you've scraped off your boots, I would say.

 

I'd throw them away if they'd got covered in something _that_ foul.

 

Nice enough when only cooked till just al dente.. and with a vinegar
dip.

Horrible sludge..

Phil

 

http://www.nikwax.co.uk/uk/leatherwax-paste.asp

 

Thanks - I saw that in the shop and decided it was only for boots.

I found a trawl through the website useful though.

 

<makes sign of Holy Plastic Pot>

Thirded.

I remember the Great Leather Treatment Wars that rattled around this
place a while ago. The Nikwax proponents in one corner, following
their Sacred Tin, the Plastic Pot adherents in the opposite corner,
smelling faintly of beeswax. Both pointing and laughing at the
struggling, oily mass on the floor that was the users of neatsfoot oil
and the Save The Neats League.

I was a Nikwax Oil boy, then. It did what it said on the tin, it went
on easy and rubbed in with warm fingers and left the leather supple
and water-resistant. I decried the Followers of the Plastic Pot, I
heaped derision on their unfortunate idol. I was wrong. I had to
recant when the High **** of Nikwax ceased production of my favoured
product, the fucker.


Renapur came to me at the BMF. Pretty girls begging to polish my
boots - how can you turn them down? I took them up on their offers, I
let them embrocate my boots with their product. I came to realise
that there was a Path to follow here, a True Way was open to me.


I did hand over the Unholy Visa Card (by then, slightly singed around
the edges) and gleefully took possession of the Holy Pot, contained
within the Admirable Plastic Bag emblazoned with the Worshipful Seal
of Renapur. Upon returning home, I prepared to undertake the First
Application. Imagine my horror when upon unscrewing the lid of the
Holy Pot for the first time, to see that the dim tart who sold me it
was far from a High Priestess of Waterproofing Products, she was
merely an apprentice Promotions Tart of the lowest station.

She had sold me the Pot that she had been using, as evidenced by the
level of Holy Wax being reduced somewhat and the presence of a soiled
Dense Sponge Applicator. I was abashed. My new faith rocked beneath
my as-yet-unwaxed boots. I immediately essayed a telephone call to a
Customer Service Droid in the service of the purveyors of the Holy
Wax. The Droid passed me to a Supervisor, realising that she was in
the telephonic presence of a willing and enthusiastic although
dismayed convert.

The Supervisor calmed my fears. He spread a layer of Wax on my
troubled waters and allayed my concerns. He undertook to dispense a
complete package of the Holy Wax without delay, at no extra charge.
Imagine my delight when the Royal Snail dispensed with their customary
delays, broke free of their service strictures and delivered the
promised package the very next day.

Contained within the outer layers of finest brown paper, a sight to
delight my creaking leathers. A pristine package of Wax and
Applicators, nestled within a Cardboard Box bearing the Seal of the
mighty R. And two days later - another identical package!


So I embraced the Way of the Holy Plastic Pot. I became a heavy user
of the ambrosia known to mortals as Renapur. I wend my naturally
water-resistant way along the highways and byways of our green,
pleasant and frequently damp land in a state of enlightened
comfortable dryness, always leaving a waft of beeswax in my wake.


Renapur Rocks, mate.

 

A similar thing happened to <cue Elvis jokes> "Preslea" </cue Elvis
jokes> - a bottle of which we used to supply FOC with every set of
Swift Leathers - when the original manufacturer was bought out by a
competitor and production shifted from Great Dunmow, Essex, to
somewhere in the North-West.

Eventually production ceased, so we had to find an alternative and
went through Connolly Hide Food and others before landing on Gliptone
Liquid Leather. I have recently become a convert to Renapur, for boots
and gloves, but my money remains with Gliptone for garments, and a
waterproof oversuit for riding through anything other than brief rain
showers. Others around here have a slightly different view and swear
by Renapur for use on garments.

HTH

 

Right, I'm going for Renapur.

Don't give a toss what it does for leather, if it makes you write stuff
like that I want some.

 

(Paul Varnsverry) struggled to ejaculate:

Durn tootin', Grandad. You won't catch me lashing out my hard-earned
for some flashy Gliptone goodie when I've got a drawer full of the One
True Wax.
None of your fancy artificial, synthesised from Ged-knows-what "New
Leather Perfume" which no doubt costs a fortune financially and
environmentally. No, good old natural beeswax does it for me, TYVM.
Who you calling a poof? There's no gay bees, you know.

Seriously, I use Renapur on everything (it cleans up doggy old
trainers a treat) from boots to leathers. A quick wipe with the
sponge over the backs of my gloves(1) keeps even heavy rain out for 30
minutes, even at speed. No black hands for me, then. It's a sight
cleaner and easier to use than dubbin and waterproofs boots just as
well.

I assume you don't use it on leathers in case it makes them /too/
supple and I accept that viewpoint, having *ahem* over-applied in a
fit of enthusiasm, leaving a jacket feeling rather "soapy" in texture
for a couple of weeks until it had been out in the rain a few times.
It turns out that a thin smear, well rubbed-in is all that is required
to keep rain out and prevent the flies sticking.

As a complete aside, my newest gear is a pair of Swift Pole Position
gloves, which Loz unearthed for me, from the back of a shelf in a
dusty dealer's store-room - are these from your era? I did have a
pair of PP IIs which were easily the most comfortable glove I'd ever
lashed out 30 quid on and they crashed well, so I'm hoping for great
things from these half-price 'originals'.

 

Good man.

Well, it is cheap (tenner for a Pot that will last years and it
doesn't go off) and it does what it says on the Pot. Sniffing it
while posting really helps, too.

 

I had a bottle of that Preslea stuff. It resurrected some gloves that
had got soaking wet, then left on a radiator to dry to two weeks. I
was impressed.

 

Maybe they should rub some on the man himself.

 

Pip wrote

While I on the other hand, finding no solace in second rate substitutes,
have forsaken leather entirely for cordura and thus saved my immortal
soul forever. For I am no woolly minded turncoat easily swayed by the
blandishments of a tight well filled tee shirt but a true believer.

 

I got two pots for the price of one

Never seen it available outside the shows though.

 

Cordura shoes?

 

Slippers, sandals and mitts, obviously.

 

dwb wrote

Probably. My supa dupa still keep the rain and cold out after fecking
years and a couple of spills really comfy except for extended walking
Alpinestars are mostly plastic. i think the flap that covers the zip is
leather but that is about all.