Clive

It's a choice between getting out in the garden or watching shite on the tele, gardening is not my idea of fun, but it passes the time, bugger all else to do. I still have these 6 doors to paint, that is the kind of DIY that I hate...

She is a giant compared to this guy.

Harley!..Corner!...160kph!

Selling the Serow next?

I had to change mine when I joined up!...

Blacque Jacque Shellacque.......

Iam saying nothing!......i have managed today with out a bollocking.

yeh just been reading a piece about them, good engine (150bhp) .....comfortable and very good in the handling department.....no wonder they took them to the BTTC race series.

A Primera GT......that makes all the difference.

I have just watched this, the car as been stood quite some time, they cleaned the plugs, put in a new air filter and gallon of petrol and it fired straight up , then they took it for a spin.....Jap engineering, marvelous.

You would be (or maybe not) surprised how many very young children are in the audiology when I go for my appointments, some with 2 aids like I have, people have this idea that you have to be a old git to be deaf, or have a Triumph to send you deaf. Get her checked

She (I suppose) is a typical 10 year old, very short attention span....flits from one thing to another... roll on 5pm.

Thanks for the offer, but I will pass, one whirlwind is enough, 11.15am and iam running low on energy and patience.

Well Giant Loop ain't a anagram of April Fool..

We have the 10 year old whirlwind today, and maybe all week too old for this shit.

Eyes down for a full house...

I use to go through Skelton every week , but not the one you went through.

Yeh prices have gone up, and some products have got smaller too (shrinkflation) .....petrol/gas around here is £1..50p per litre, luckily I do not use much, can't afford to.

When! I was working I use to leave the bungalow at 3am, used to see deer most mornings walking on the grass verges by the road, I tried Venison once (cousin was a gamekeeper) but not to my liking.

Fog has gone, and now the sun is blazing down. Done the clocks, the bedroom ones are a pain, i forgot which buttons to press, and in what order.

Foggy as fuck here......but no plans ruined.

I was suspicious that he may have been one of the cyclists.

I remember talking to guy (after her and me split) who worked with her, he said her nickname there was Raleigh

I would not trust the indicator stalks as anchorage.