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Rained today , jumped in the van went to the potteries motorcycles for a look round .,, just been for a little walk .. lovely derelict old house … had a sold board up , wonder what that went for

Good day out with some mates doing a Geand tour of Devon. Trip Stats. Other stuff

Night cap ..

Fat Fooker!. The cat, not you

This pretty much sums up my whole bank holiday weekend, I've done fuck all.

New extension on the house has been taking up all my time .

Nice shot next to the bins.

This is my brother in laws brothers Renault

Suns out … Matlock packed .. found a car show up the road

Yeah I still have the busa, who in the right mind would swap a busa for a scooter.....

If you are 40 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious shite about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways Yadda, yadda, yadda And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of shit like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a FUCKING UTOPIA! And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the bloody library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!! There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take, like, a week to get there! Stamps were 5 pence! Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick the shit out of us! Nowhere was safe! There were no MP3' s or Napsters! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and fuck it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished and the tape would come undone. Cause - that's how we rolled, dig? We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it! And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mum, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister! We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel! NO REMOTES!!! There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you SPOILED LITTLE RAT BASTARDS!! And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the cooker! Imagine that! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled. You little arseholes wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1970 or before! Regards, Grumpy Ole Fucker

Doesn't make me a bad person.

Try riding a horse across it. Great fun NOT.

A man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, "Perfect timing. You're just like Brian! Passenger: "Who?" Cabbie: "Brian Sullivan. He's a guy who did everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happen like that to Brian Sullivan, every single time." Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody." Cabbie: "Not Brian Sullivan. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy." Passenger: "Sounds like he was something really special." Cabbie: "There's more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Brian Sullivan, he could do everything right." Passenger: "Wow. Some guy then." Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Brian, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Brian Sullivan." Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?" Cabbie: "Well, I never actually met Brian. He died. I'm married to his feckin' widow"

We have a ford like that on a road in Llancarfan, slipperiest ford I've ever crossed. Came from the left and done the sharp turn onto it on Saturday and had the marmite wagon sideways with no effort at all. i always get up enough speed to freewheel through on the bike.

Work for me today , bloody customers bought a shit load of stuff on the weekend

Long story but an American mate of mine tried to sell that tank at Slapton once

Looking good for a French rust bucket. Went like fuck in the boost though.

So on Sunday afternoon I decided to take a run out as the temperature was up to a near Caribbean level of 12c. I headed south into the Scottish Borders to the popular spot of Moffat but other than a sprinkling of power rangers and a few born agains it was quiet. My new exhausts were attracting a lot of admiring looks from the ladies. From there I headed to St Mary's Loch for a bit of cottaging. I was alone in the toilets though so I just took a piss instead. Again there weren't a lot of bikes, I did speak to a Polish couple who were on a Harley Electra Glide and I had a cigar break. Then I headed back using a single track road I wanted to explore. This took me past Megget Reservoir.

I saw a few of Fred's girlfriends, it is lambing season to if Fred had been here he would have gone full nonce. I then headed to Talla Reservoir, as usual the scenery was okay. Going off the side of the road would give you a bad day here. I eventually rejoined the main road and headed back to Edinburgh.

That's a sweet GasGas...

What are you losers doing? I’m working today but plan of giving the bike a clean and getting out tomorrow to give the new zorsts a run.

@Buckster got into the Easter weekend spirit by pursuing his favourite pastime in costume

Funny, but SOOO true!!

I thought that but easy to add, now what about upside down forks, lets put the seals nearest all the crap we are riding through

A trail bike with no fork gaiters .........

In the toilets with your 'friends ' were you .................

A Chap went to visit his old mum an dad, When he got there his dear old dad was sitting in his rocking chair on the porch with no trouser's or pants on, the chap said Dad why are you sitting out here like that, and the father said it's your ruddy mother's idea because i sat out here yesterday with no shirt on and last night i had one hell of a stiff neck so she said i'd better sit like this today.

If they have sorted out the issues with the finish quality then it could be a winner.

Sounds like something from one of those specialist sites you visit, this a motorcycle forum.

I've been back up north, Mrs not been great, but now she is pretty well OK I now have time to myself

Where you been rich, you haven’t rung you haven’t wrote im pretty much in charge here now mate and i can arrange to get your bike to with BOTM.…

What's happened to le Moose Fondler?

A38...M1 junction 23a..... passed East Mids Airport, country road to Donington Park...... just a reverse journey back home, nothing exciting was encountered on the journey there and back, did have a short shower on the way there. Took a few photos, phone camera is crap.

Sitting in the hotel in Newport. Soggy day.

Ride report.

Off to Donington at 9am... it could be my longest trip of this year , and last year too.

Been fiddling with a non runner I bought a few weeks back. Changed the fuel pump plus fuse, plus filter, found the HT leads were connected all wrong, new starter motor, and finally got it started but only v briefly as not changed the oil yet. Tank leaks and suspect an air leak after the mass air sensor thing. Need to decide what to do with it longer term.

Well that's day one overBut it's for my precious things Anyway I think I do a lot worse in the woods

I was meant to be out reccying a route today but somehow I’ve ended up painting

He has become the king of the bin men, they recognised his excellence and now he spends his day demonstrating his skills to his minions. I am talking rubbish.