Skippy

He’s not really sure, slowed down to go over a narrow bridge which was almost a 90 degree turn to the right and saw a car coming across so he slowed a bit more to probably 20klm/h and he just sailed straight into the side of the car. He’s a very experienced rider, raced on the Isle of Man a couple of times and said the front wheel didn’t feel like it slid at all. He’s knocking on a bit now (nearly 80!) so he’s calling it a day which is a shame but he’s worried that he just lost momentary concentration. Lucky he only broke his ankle.

Yes dear, I cut his bush.

Well I’ve been doing some good deeds. A mate crashed his bike a couple of weeks ago and broke his ankle so I offered to help if anything needed doing………..like his bushes needed cutting……….do you think I’ll get my reward in heaven?

We’ll there was clearly too much chlorine in your gene pool.

It’s more fun to think of it as a credit system

They are awarded when the good husband does something before he is asked. They are banked for future credit against something of a good husband might want to do. However, these credits can also be debited from the good husband account if he doesn’t do things that he has been asked to do. .The number of credits needed for any particular thing is subject to negotiation between a good husband, and the lucky wife, These credits are also known as gold stars in some societies.

Giving the bike a check over for my upcoming trip in a couple of weeks time. Thought I’d do it now rather than last minute.……..oh and painting the outside of the garden walls to smarten them up and get some good-husband points in the bag.

Didn’t know they had a Poundstretcher in there?

Take some semen too……..you won’t need it for the tests but you never know who you might bump into

Log burner mate………it’s very therapeutic cutting up logs with a chainsaw, stacking them and then making a fire up. Proper hunter gatherer stuff rather than an effeminate pellet burner.

Fingers crossed mate, I’m sure there will be tales to tell and photographic evidence

Sorted a trip up to the north east of Spain for mid November so fingers crossed the weather is reasonable. Clearly it won’t be as good as down here but a chance to meet up with UK based mates was too much to resist. Leaving on Thursday 16 November and heading to Lleida which is a fair old slog of about 650 klms if I avoid all motorways. Might use some motorway to kill a bit of distance first thing. On the Friday head across to Platja d’Aro for the Costa Brava classic two day trials event and three nights fun and games with my mates………Monday morning leave ‘kin early and head home, possibly in one hit……depending on the weather.

He must be a unicorn then?

My lips are sealed……………..hers, on the other hand, weren’t I know I’m being very blasé about it but it was a really stupid thing to do and I did regret it.

At 12 I was looking for a pub where I could get served……..took me 3 years but worth it.

Are you mad? Confess on here?………..oh go on then……..she had a really good mate called Susan

I was 17 years old and riding two things; a Suzuki GT250 and Debbie Jackson. She was my childhood sweetheart and I fancied her even at infants school………we ended up buying a place together when we were 21 and planning to get married. Then I fucked that up. What a twat………

If we play like that against France or South Africa, I can’t see us winning. Nearly threw it away, but I think on balance we just about deserved it.

Chuffed the All Blacks held on…….funny to see Sexton throw his toys out of the pram at the end. Didn’t catch who he was effing at.

Fucking oxygen thieves, shame you didn’t find them.

………..it never lasts that long

I’ve had a few…….and sold them all when tempted by some other two-wheeled floozie.

Probably a build up of fumes from his slicked back hair.

It was that hipster’s car

Did you will see the news about the big fire at Luton Airport? It happened the night I got there. I got there at 8 pm, and the fire was reported at 9 pm. Just a coincidence.