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2 of mine do

Your all kids.

Funeral will be held for Dell on Friday 19th September at 3pm, If you would like to attend to pay your respects, please let me know. Dress code will be as dell would wish nothing fancy and whatever you feel comfortable in . A wake/drinks/piss up / get together will be held afterwards at the Wetherspoons Red Lion in Bitterne to celebrate his life

The 1st video at the top of this page is when it happened, and the Mondeo escaped.

It is with a really heavy heart that I have to break the news that Dell @Dell passed away with cancer on Monday 18th of August. Here is a memory of Dell, Pete, Me and Lyn at Petes in Spain a good few years ago. R.I.P Dell

This is what I use. LS2 FF901 ece22.06 ADVANT X MODULAR FLIP FRONT FULL FACE MOTORCYCLE HELMET

That's how I always do it.

I did 26 miles this morning, I havn't been out on the bike for around 3 weeks. I got home and I'm in real pain from my back. I was going to meet up with @Sir Fallsalot Fred this evening at the Eye of Ra rally but won't be able to make it.

Joined on Monday at 9.58am and hasn't been here since.

Aw rite butt

THE IRISH PROSTITUTE An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return, her Father cursed her heavily. 'Where have ye been all this time, child? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn't ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother through?' The girl, crying, replied, Dad... I became a prostitute.' 'Ye what!? Get out a here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this Catholic family.' 'OK, Dad... as ye wish. I only came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten bedroom mansion, plus a 5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a membership to the country club ... (takes a breath) ... and an invitation for ye all to spend New Year's Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera.' 'What was it ye said ye had become?' says Dad. Girl, crying again, 'A prostitute, Daddy!.' 'Oh! My Goodness! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a Protestant! Come here and give yer old Dad a hug !!!

Happy birthday both of you.