Saul

Sounds a right pain Clive.

I like almost everything but rap and screechy operatic devas.

There were two block houses either side of the river with a large chain running between then dating back to Elizabethan times. The first one obviously. The idea was to close the harbour to French raiders. The Polruan block house is still there but the Fowey one is long gone. The chain is still on the river bed or so a mate in the divers club told me. There is also a castle at the river mouth with gun emplacements. You would have gone to Polruan by ferry from Fowey. I used to ride it every day with my Mail when I did the post over there.

I couldn’t say mate I only went there years ago when it was the Pit Stop Cafe I only heard about the place having bikes last week. Most of what they had was dog rough and over priced. Not that friendly either. Wouldn’t surprise me if they were dodgy though just didn’t feel right there.

We have three aimed at them mate, on our town quay.

This thread has confirmed I am on the right place amongst you old fellas, I actually managed to have a fall yesterday according to my bloody nagging Apple Watch. I went to a funeral of an old mate down at Golant, the wake was in the pub, only had a coke. Anyway when I had to go I went out through the front patio garden area and down some slate steps, I slipped and never touched the last four. Stiff as fuck today with my left arm and hand turning some interesting colours, but it was ok nobody saw as I haven't had any mocking texts yet. I had to stop the Apple Watch dialling 999 and confirm that I had a fall and I was ok. . Of course my loving family laughed when I told them.

Yeah, shame it was dog rough. He also had a XS1100 US Custom but that looked like it had been in the sea.

I wanted to go to Liskeard to have a look at the Chequered Flag which was once a Cafe but is now a workshop as well that does a few bike sales as well. Bloody waste of time that was the Cafe was closed and the bikes were rough as. I spoke to the chap but he was pretty disinterested and more focused on assembling a Chinky AJS 125. They did have a tidy BMW R75/6 that I liked the look of but the rest was either crap or just not my thing.

A you can imagine Fowey and Polruan being either side of the same river has always had a bit of banter between them. To us on the righteous side we view them as Polly Roosters from Little Russia that the sun never touches before mid day. Anyway day off not raining so time for a bimble. First I caught the Bodinnick car ferry across the river. Fecking £3.70 one way. If you look up to the left you can see the latest Omaze raffle house. I think the whole town has bought a ticket for that. Apparently worth 4.5 million. If I win it will be sold quick smart. After 4.5 miles down single track lanes with grass and slippery shit in the middle I got to Polruan. It’s a beautiful little village that I have spent a lot of time in over the years. I was the Postie there in the 1990’s and the Mrs and I ran the Lugger Pub the for a short time. This is the other pub ran by a team mate from my old rugby club. After mooching around for a chat I headed off for Liskeard

Well so far I have walked the dog, washed all the salt and crap off my Bike from yesterday and practiced stuff for choir, probably pisssing off the neighbours. Everybody's out so me and the dog are going to have a nap All the Best Tango I am glad you are on the mend.

Weather is improving. Out with the Dear Boy. Fowey Pilot Gig crew out practicing for the start of the racing season.

My Indian crap dealer was also my Honda dealer. I actually quite liked my Indian crap, but I do prefer the Honda

Nah, not yet, I have been using it like a paddock stand just pop it on when I need it. I'll order the spring on Monday,

Don't worry I have a healthy respect for springs, fecking dangerous bastards otherwise.

Bloody lovely ride to work this morning.

Its alright mate my Honda isn't leaving me anytime soon.

If you mean by proper bike a BMW I have owned 4 already. I can see me owning one again in the future I do love my job, it is very interesting. I am changing from night to day working and that is taking a bit of adjustment but all is good so far.

I must get my finger out and do some riding qualification so I can go on the Blood Bikers rota.

Launceston hospital this evening. Home by Midnight which is a refreshing change. Launceston hospital day shift tomorrow so home by 5pm Overnight at Stratton Hospital Sunday. I know it sounds daft but it feels like a holiday for me as I don't go three nights without sleep. Gonna use the bike for all the commuting so that will be a good 200 miles and that makes me smile as well. One downer is that I am working with a 60 year GP tonight and Saturday, never guess what she is going to be talking about, given she has spent the last two years bending my ear about pensions.

Not me

All the best Tango

Took my oldest daughter up to college to sit an exam this morning. She came out chuffed to bits saying she smashed it Anyway took her her to McD for a treat and she had histerics because our number was 69. Oh for a 17 year olds brain. Anyway it was good to spend the morning with her.

There are two Trago Mills in Cornwall. The Liskeard one which was the original and the Falmouth one. The Newton Abbott one is near Plymouth. My father in law built a boat for the guy Robertson who started it all. Radom fact

I will look for that. I liked her in Taskmaster also

Might be, only load it carries is the monthly shopping, and is used like a car.