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He fixed a bash plate and a crushed downpipe that was stopping the clutch lever releasing. He also turned a metal rectangular tube back into a pannier after it broke into three pieces! He was a bit northern, hence the captions I added to two of the photographs.

First time I heard it it really made me laugh too, so much so that when some of us were treated to a brief visit from animation company that lent all their equipment for us to make a film I used it. I co-wrote the story line about a nuclear power station that was badly built blowing up and the then government all cramming in a van with Bodgit n Scarper written on the side before closing themselves in a shelter and leaving everyone else outside. It was shown at the London film festival amongst others and went down pretty well that these 12 year old kids had made this short. So well that we were made to take it to private schools and show the privileged that pleb school kids did this thing. Unfortunately I hadn’t particularly disguised the politicians faces, just cut them out of the newspaper with a very unflattering outline (Id given Norman Tebbit a particularly sinister cut ?) so they always went the same way- everyone was friendly and pleasant and we were welcomed with tea and cake then the very short film was shown and silence would descend before we left under scowling eyes ? In our own way we’d had to bodge it and scarper ?

oh yes they can! insofar as any one individual is concerned ( you in this case) you do what you feel right with and don't go with a trend just because "they can't all be wrong". Unfortunately for me, the adv shape bike is what suits me best physically, always has been so I just have to put up with people assuming I'm just another ADV trend follower... Fuck'em, who cares what the others think ride what suits you.

On another forum I am on they were talking about nuclear energy and I remembered something from my youth and posted this:- In 1983 I went on a spectroscope course somewhere in south west London with a very posh bloke who insisted we call him Baz. Suit, spotted bow tie, biscuit crumbs and a full china tea set. Mad, but a lovely bloke. After a few days of staring at spectrums and being tested on what could be worked out from them I was talking about a previous course I had done where one of my fellow pupils worked at Windscale and who had talked about how they kept changing the name whenever the publicity got bad. Baz said he had been involved with the nuclear industry in the 50s or 60s. He had been asked to find a way to identify an alloy when it was in the form of a tube set into concrete but without cutting a piece off which would have been difficult and would have meant rebuilding the whole thing. These tubes were the roughly the same size as scaffold tubes and there was a suspicion that the contractor may have tried to cut costs!! He made a rod with an electrode on the end, put it down inside the tube and arced it till a residue formed, then brought it back up and arced the residue itself on the carbon wheel of the main spectroscope and in this way identified the alloy. I asked him what it was made of and he said he wasn't allowed to say. Then as he walked away to get out the tea pot and cups he said over his shoulder, "They had to rebuild it of course, frightful shouting match going on as I was leaving!"

Can't remember, might have been something going on I wanted to be at. I didn't tell anyone at home I had no job for about 2 weeks, just went out on my bike in the morning and rode around for the day.

He had it back in April last year. He was hallucinating at one point due to a fever, frightened his missus at the time. It is still affecting him he says, gets breathless easily still etc. He owns a wood in Hertfordshire now, a roman road runs down one side of it and he has his own hives there and makes honey. There are two trees in the middle that have grown to embrace each other. The old owner used to let some 'witches' use it once a year for some ceremony and Dave let them carry on, he was worried about being turned into a frog I expect.

I reckon it was the same thing. It was one step up from the YOP scheme in that I got £39 a week instead of £25. At the end of the year they gave me a permanent job, still on very low wages mind, but a bit more than they paid the labourers. After about 3 years working there (I was about 20) I got called in one Monday morning by the owner, a bloke called Reg Simmonds who always reminded me of Michael Caine, a very nice man. I had forgotten to lock up the petrol saws we used to cut samples of bigger stuff on the Friday and they had been stolen, so I thought I was in for a telling off. But in fact he asked me if I would be interested in taking voluntary redundancy. He was quite upset about it, it was a small firm and he had never made anyone redundant before. I asked if I could leave on Wednesday which took him aback a bit. He said okay, if that was what I wanted I could. As I was leaving I turned and asked why he had asked me? "You looked the unhappiest." he said. When I left I got a small amount of redundancy, plus all my holiday money, plus a £100 from Reg and a £100 from his wife Deirdre. I went back to visit occasionally and the Irish yard foreman kept giving me bank notes, telling me Deirdre had left it for me. Reg sold the firm and did other stuff, especially involving the arts. He did tell me once that when he grew up in the east end of London he wanted to be a writer, but had to go out and earn money to help his family instead. I googled and found a picture of him, see below. He passed away from cancer in about 2012 I heard. The lady with him is his daughter who sometimes worked in the office of the yard during her school holidays, she's a film producer now. Another time I will tell the story of me making my magnesium bomb and him nearly catching me with the thing flaring up like mad and how I covered it up.

No idea, I never saw old Baz again after that. he'll be pushing up the daisies now I suspect, taken his secrets to the grave. The reason I used the spectroscope back then was I worked in a scrap yard in Barking as a sorter. We would identify and separate metals/alloys, mostly using a spectroscope on a trolley, or a smaller hand held version, sometimes with acid from a squeezy bottle (good on a windy day) or just by sparking stuff against a grinding wheel. There were only three of us in the south of England I was told when I started work on a youth opportunity scheme on peasant's wages. All done by computer and X-rays now I hear. I once fund a 40 gallon drum with some metal ingots in it, it was wedged up the back of a very big yard with a very old stock number on it. I brought one back with me and tested it on my spectroscope and didn't recognise any of the lines. Usually you navigated using a horizontally split screen, the bottom screen was the spectrum of a piece of pure iron, the top screen was whatever you were checking. You learnt the iron pattern of glowing lines and knew what other elements were by their position in relation to the iron spectrum. Comparing the brightness of lines on top with the bottom picture would give you an idea of an element's percentage in the mix. You could identify specific grades of stainless steels just by their molybdenum content for instance after first checking the iron/nickel/chrome ratios. No two titanium alloys have the same elements in them, so with those you just had to see what was there/not there. None of the lines I saw matched anything I knew on this strange ingot so I had to go back to basics. Find a good strong line and take a reading off of the spectroscope's dial (the image was so wide you turned a wheel to move it left and right). Each spectroscope had a matching book which made allowances for the lens differences. It told you what the angstrom reading was for any number on the dial. You could look this up in another book. Turned out it was a piece of depleted Uranium!

Close... Kajagoogoo !

Long time ago (pre Ewen and Charlie), saw an article in Trail Bike Magazine that said big trail bikes not a problem there, as no mud to speak of (they didn't mention the ice), desperate to try it, talked three other people on big bikes (750AT, 600TA, 900Triumph Tiger) into going, two dropped out (lost job and divorce proceedings), remaining bloke invited his brother, I said yes as long as he had a big lumpy bike as well, they both bought matching second hand 750 Africa Twins. Then a 4th from my work invited himself and drove us all mad (we talked of killing him and hiding the body at one point), but to be fair his CCM was light enough to check out some tricky trails which had become streams/washed away and he fixed one bike using large rocks and gaffer tape after a crash. Took about 4 weeks, got my only puncture half a mile from home on the way back, local travelling people had burnt a pallet on a green lane I thought I would do whilst I still had knobbly tyres on and I copped one of the screws.

I took Izal to the Sahara, I thought it would be more resistant to damp weather stashed away in my throw overs. I brought it back unopened (it was in a flat square box). I'll bet it is still in my camping gear somewhere. It isn't easy to get, I had to call in a favour from a girl who's dad had the sort of 'sell everything' shop and who still had some stashed away.

Dunno what these are but they where nice enough for me to take a photo back in 2018 at the Haynes museum. Loved the solidity of them. The quality of the materials and the pure luxury of the interiors, like they were excited to craft something exceptional.

Did your school ever have that toilet paper that you could use as tracing paper ?

to be fair though, that's not just women...

I'll send you mine, please PM address...?

Blouse. Definitely blouse. Smashing blouse.

It’s pretty telling that Bruce cannot keep a friend even by giving him a motorcycle. Perhaps next time he gives something to someone he should just leave it in a prearranged place to save the recipient the trauma of actually meeting the twat. Clive was probably counting the days until he was outed for the blowjob.

It was the invention of a sick mind. Bastard sharp if you weren’t careful too ??

Yep, ours had Bristol Corporation printed on it , slid all over your arse and cleaned nothing ?

That would be great but my father never wore any

I'm a stone heavier after reading that

My father only ever used that stuff, for as long as i can remember there were two bog roll holders in my parents bathroom one for that stuff and one for everyone who wanted their ass hole intact after a couple of wipes. When he couldn't get the stuff anymore he was devastated

CRF 300L!

Ok now I’m finding myself thinking along Xtremes lines cos deliberately seeking out that stuff for your delicates isn’t right! I just stored normal bog paper in a waterproof pouch... like a normal person would... What’s this about the Sahara? Pics? Thread? What were you doing there and all that jazz?

you neve know your luck in a raffle

This is cool, i now fit in my 16 inch wide fold up wheelchar i never used because it was to small! ??

You dont have to pack a gun to be strong. You dont even have to be physically stacked to be strong. I guarantee you these things from experience ? Sorry some of you have had poor experiences of women. Won’t bore you with womens poor experiences of men. There are wankers of every breed n creed. And there are good folk. Let’s not let the twats spoil things for the good folk. We are the good folk, gender really is irrelevant here.

Dont use all your diplomacy in one post, you need more!! I dont follow trends, I start them!! ,?? But I have to surrender to the fact roads around me dont really suit the SP and Pedro keeps finding gorgeousness only accessible on ADVs, which proves a bike on those lines is best here. Also I would like to be a "vet on 2 wheels" in the country side, see if its good business, and again a little 250 off-roady thingy is ideal. All ideas in my head!! But for sure what I dont want: Basically heavy and difficult to pick up.

Not yet - I've been busy.

We don't want to be seen as the type of people who've supposedly been everywhere and done everything......but have no evidence to back it up Bruce! There's forums out there that do cater for that demographic.....but we're not one of them. And as you said before.....it's all about the memories. Though there are some I'd prefer to forget of course.

No, i dont like fish. They are wet. Wet is bad, so, fish are bad because they are wet.

Doctors, my sturgeon said eat apples FFS! So i go out this morning, pick up 8 apples....i;ll have them all down by noon next day watch... All i did was add sugar, cin.,flour,butter, flour, more cin. 38 minutes at 375...yum apple crisp. I love eating healthy. ?

I couldnt say the thought that somewhere on that thing there is a Bruce's Butt, lurking, laying in wait precludes me from using such service.

Haha me flounce....unlikely!! I my old chum have been working and busy with home life so not had much of a chance to be here. Like now I am pulling a double shift 2.30pm to 5am

Yes i think hydrogen is best for the environment but its too explosive, can you imagine tight arse Dai down the road tuning up his hydrogen powered hot hatch in his garage you'd hear the explosion from your house

I feel the same about electric vehicles Bob their pushing how much better they are for the environment like they did with diesels and 20 years later their worse than petrol engines. so in 20 years i'm expecting there will be something stupid about EV batteries being more difficult to dispose of than plutonium

A GSXr is ideal to deal with those, like a Speed Triple! But Iam a hooligan...

Looking good Tym

Well if the invite extends out this way too Ill give you a shout? There are a couple of really good guys on the other place that live in Norfolk Id kinda like to meet too. Quiet (but not in a weird way), they tend to stay away from any BS!

FFS dont make me like you now ?

@XTreme I was only talking about this forum to my husband last night saying I enjoy this place because theres just a bit of joking around and chatting shit and no-one seems to get there hair off too much. Plus theres lots of ride reports. I’m always myself on the internet, I cant abide pretence but we all have different sides to our personality and I’m definitely more relaxed on here. Anyway a bit more back on topic @Sofia have you done that one before or are you going to new places?

Did you get the bars made, are they unique ? They look 'right ' on that bike as they match the subframe. Can I also say that you look ace on that bike as well Well done Pedro for helping out

yes, I am! all round goodness!!