Pedro

Very silly dog, too

No specific breed. I found him when out on the XR in the woods when he was 3 or 4 weeks old. The jaw means that there’s some Pitbull or something like that in him, and he is a little terrie in behaviour, but no breed.

Curry and chips?

No soy milk at that place?

socks and sandals isn't normal!

You´re going out for lunch? THAT is what you can call going outside your boundaries, we'll be peeled for developments!

If you‘re Mr. Hunt, you name your son James, not Michael

My girl complained I never buy her flowers. I didn’t even know she sells flowers!

What goes through the mind of parents when they choose names like that?

I would love a conspiracy and annoying section on the forum, way down next to ride reports where nobody goes

Spending the day with Costa, early morning drive to the forest and walk. Then breakfast and now watching a little tv. His favourite person is away for a while and I’m the next best thing. Also the weather is iffy, don’t feel like going out on the bike at all, yesterday was enough.

What was she doing?

I repeat, you are responsible (not to the law, to yourself as in being responsible to what you're doing) when you're passing, more so when on a bike which is easily missed on mirrors. Nobody ever felt better when in a hospital bed saying "it's not my fault"

Not less likely, though. I know that is a serious sad story, but if you drive aggressively and properly heat up your brakes, to then park with the handbrake on you might be tempted to not pull the handbrake very hard to not put too much pressure on an already hot system. What happens is that as brakes cool off stuff starts to contract back to normal size and handbrake pads with pull away a little bit from the "bells" (don't know what you call the hubs, bells?), thus releasing the brakes. I learned about this in the Nurburgring, where after a summer afternoon a few cars parked on top of a downhill meadow found themselves 500m down a grass field.

Brum is Birmingham, that's all you need to know.

I know brum is Birmingham! It's a thing, and I maintain my original idea that it comes from dogging, Helen from Manchester, John from Swansea, James from Brum...

You're responsible for your own safety when overtaking like that, not too close but the motorcyclist started closing back in without due attention. If you're riding a way faster vehicle than the one in front you assume the one in front doesn't know you're in a faster one. The error is in not buying a nice boxer 1200 with torque on tap to do that overtake safely in ignorant bliss. Buy a shit bike and you're still ignorant but clearly not in bliss anymore.

James might be, but "James from Brum" sounds wrong, in a dogging way

Is that a real thing? I always thought it was a joke about a random gay sex nickname ...

There's monsoons in India ...

It's breakfast... I shared slices of apple with him and then a couple of little bits of cheese.

Took Costa for a walk in the morning, then both of us had breakfast, and for a while now hard at hardly working waiting for clients and supplier to get their fingers out. Right after lunch will be taking the GS and spending the afternoon at my mechanic's to get a service done. That's when everyone will get their urgent issues and decide to pester me.

I used to do that everyday going to school, barefoot, and it was snowing and uphill both ways.

My dad's company has had 2 Renault cars since forever, before Megane and Clio with a 1.5 diesel and now two Kadjars with also a small diesel, they're replaced at around 300.000km and never had a problem. If used properly, modern french small diesels are reliable engines. A diesel like that shouldn't be bought as an urban run around doing very short trips to the grocery and back.