Saul

Me neither, I thought I was going for a flu jab .

I am vehemently anti Citroen and most french cars but first hand experience was mixed. We had a Xsara Picasso (wifes choice) which was a money pit, head gasket, collapsed rear axle, and much other expensive shit. I had a early 1996 mk1 Belingo van, 1.8D non turbo, second hand with 133,000 miles on it when I got it, and honestly it was still mechanically good when I sold it with 196,000 on the clock. Never missed a beat, in fact it is still taxed now 5 years later. Also had a 1997 Peugeot 106 1.1, what a peachy handling little car, you could drive the wheels off that and had an absolute hoot in it. I think with French cars some models and specs are good, most are self destructing shite. Not that I would ever own one again. I like old German and Swedish cars which is what we have had ever since. Not much interested in new stuff, but if I had to it would be a smallish VW/Seat/Skoda.

Hang on there is a phrase for that, "Thirsty attention whore" yep that's it

Twat. I'll wait till you trade yours in, bound to be hardly ridden and low mileage.

Nah, I'm not a finance sort of guy I will wait till I have the cash. I will wait till next year and get it for my 60th Plus I do still really like the Hornet.

Had a Pneumonia vaccine yesterday, said I may feel unwell for few hours. They didn't lie.

Congratulations that is a lovely bike, there is not much I would trade my Hornet for but I would for that. Probably in a couple of years if finances allow. I have an uncle, who is my age, he has a 765RS (23 plate) and I really like it. Bruce likes it to

Yeah but apparently cunts is a term of endearment . Oh and for the record I think you are right

Not my pic and she is a barmaid in the Legion so I’m guessing it’s not her car.

I’m flattered by the attention but I’m not interested in you in that way.

I'm surprised you missed the ginger lady in the background.

No thank you, although I do appreciate your kind offer This is turning into such a warm and welcoming generous place. You're such good guys

Oh dear, I tried to let you down as gently as I could. But rejection does sting I suppose. Take solace in your giant Canadian friend who is so committed to you, sending you clothes and lavishing so much attention on you. Showing pictures of his muscles, telling you how big and tough he is. He thinks you are worth it.

The Holibobs are here

You do know I'm married. Not bi curious dear boy

Easy Tiger, Bucky's got this

Very touching seeing you leap to Sixes defence.

Who have you given your C crown to then?

Chin up mate, call a few people cunts on here you will feel better for it

Big KTM so he has more excuse to hang around with his 'nephews' and impress them.

Alright I'll play, how many cylinders?

It was mate, nice welcoming people and reasonable prices. It was free to get in as well, which was a bonus. The place had a real good feel, but I sort of knew it would as I follow what goes on there through their FB group. Wish there was something like it closer to home.

Tis a Tourist Information box, Cornwall doesn’t have any Tory MPs anymore

I wanted to head off early to go to Jollys Bike Shop in Bovey Tracey this morning. But of course life is never that easy. By the time I walked the dog took number one daughter to the stables and got Shadow out of her pit we didn’t get away until 11:00. Nothing much on the way out over to Bodmin to pick up the A30 to Sourton. Cruised at 80 mph most of the way apart from a couple of jams for breakdowns, but we filtered and never actually had to stop. I am surprised how accommodating all the drivers were making room for us to filter through. Unexpected. Anyway once we got to Sourton it was time for fuel. Of course by the time I had paid she had taken residence moaning how much more comfortable my seat was. Anyway with a full tank and 25 miles to go I used Google maps for voice directions through my headset. Now let me tell you now Google was not on form today, what should have been 25 miles turned into 30 with a couple of farm tracks with foot high grass in the middle thrown in. In fact at one point it looked really dodgy. Anyway eventually we made it to Jolly’s. We had lunch there and it was lovely and actually pretty reasonable. £12 to feed both of us. I think Jolly’s main business is as a prop shop, but they have a stunning collection of bikes to. Even got a Gandalf. And a spooky ghost encounter which freaked Shadow out Much darker than the photo and she actually wanted to hold my hand, first time in years Some bikes Stunning custom’s, real quality workmanship if a bit gay according to Shadow Yet more Harleys. A Honda After we did Jolly’s which we both really liked, I headed over Dartmoor which was absolutely stunning. Never fails to impress. Next stop was Princeton with its Prison. Still a stunning town despite the HMP. Big centre for walkers , some good pubs. Been there singing a few times. After Princeton on to Tavistock, Gunnislake, Callington, Liskeard, Lostwithiel and home. Trip stats, 6.5 hours and 145 miles We did stop on Dartmoor for an ice cream and I did laugh at Shadow. She went up to order her ice cream and lost the ability to speak to the rather handsome young man serving. I had to step in as she went to pieces Of course she denied it when I told her mother when we got home.