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I’ve been trying to think of what I want to say but the words don’t seem to want to form so forgive the mishmash of thoughts, if I leave it any longer I won’t say anything and that just doesn’t seem right. He was as everyone’s pointed out already a good guy. He went out of his way to help people and not in some sort of desperate way where he wanted the accolades, in a behind the scenes way. Not just impractical “there there” type help either, genuinely helpful in real ways. When I first came to Spain he gave me invaluable advice and that is something I’ll forever appreciate. We shared the same sort of politics and I followed him here from the other place because I enjoyed that and his piss taking sense of humour. He had a large personality and never tried to make himself small to fit in with other peoples expectations and that boldness of character is something I admire. You know you’d never see him kowtowing to anyone even when he was administering his balm to bonkers folk. I also appreciated that he didn’t mind saying if he didn’t know something which a lot of peoples egos prevent them from doing, many people would rather make something up than say “I don’t know” and for that reason he was a reliable person to ask about a lot things, apart from bike maintenance His fears that I would do my own often led him to tell me to leave it to the experts. Sometimes I found that frustrating but I knew it came from a place of real care. He had a kind and turns out faulty heart and while he enjoyed a bit of shit stirring he always smoothed things over when things got fractious in a way so skilled that I’ve rarely seen it in anyone else. I’m sure if they’d put him on a UN peace keeping force the war between the Ukraine and Russia would have finished with a nice cup of tea by now, he probably had enough teabags to make the entire population a cup. Some rare people look for the good things, the things to like in another person, he was one of those. I’m surprised by just how miserable this has made me, because I think perhaps when your friends with people on the internet you put them in a separate box to the one where real life friends exist but this really has already shown me that friendship with people as good as Pete matter just as much.

I’ve done a bit of research and we could set up a new forum using the basic vbulletin cloud platform which would probably be adequate and after sorting out a domain name should cost just under £200 for the first year. I am going to try to harvest the email addresses of everyone active here if you all agree so I can get us together on the new platform if or when it becomes necessary.

Lets hope we can get it sorted, I’m not keen on pressuring the boys for it but I think within a few days from now I’ll send a message and ask gently.

I might ride to some deserted hell hole or train station and take the flask n have a cup of tea for Pete.

I don’t know about you lot but I keep seeing posts from Pete from less than two weeks ago and it all seems surreal. I’m half expecting him to post and say it was all a gag.

Maybe over the coming week or so everyone might like to ride somewhere abandoned and raise a mug to Pete? Take a pic and post it on here perhaps? Just feels weird not being part of saying goodbye.

same ... coming on and no posts from him, still dont seem real... was sitting in the garden having a smoke yesterday evening... just gazing at nothing thinking about the twat.... i shed a tear for him... only a little one and then i pulled my self the fuck together. hope his mrs is ok and their boys are with with her giving her the support she needs... hope the boys are ok to.

The ginger cunt enriched our lives, he better not be alive, I don’t want him to see me say this.

I preach at events and have been asked to preach at a couple of churches, my church recognises me as an evangelist, I will be full time before long.

I keep logging on expecting him to be here.

And fucking green tats all over them. Silly bints think you won't notice their great fat ass if they have a big green tat on their leg

any high street over here is food take away shops ... hair dressers or nail bars.... there is loads of fat cunts with smart haircuts and nice nails

Stopping by “my local” on the way home, for a coffee and a drink, right now sign says: unbelievably, it’s all true!

So what are you bunch of losers doing? Weather here looks crap although I might get out on Saturday, traffic will likely be crap as it is a bank holiday so we will see. I guess I will be working on charity stuff and writing a sermon, oh deep joy!

Be quiet, you talking about technology is like Pete talking about mechanics.

Not really, it is tied to his email address and he likely had multi factor authentication, the best way would be for someone to log in from Petes machine and make me an additional admin.

Without admin access there is nothing I can do about that.

Don’t forget to take them to some abandoned shit so they can get bummed by dago midgets.

Spent an hour or so titing about with the bike and luggage in preparation for my trip up to Zaragoza in the morning. Meeting up with some mates from the UK for a few days blasting around the best roads the north of Spain has to offer………all weather dependent as I’m buggered if I’m getting wet unnecessarily. Looking forward to it, I’ll keep you posted.

I don’t think you could do it, you are too short.

Probably all the peanut butter

The other night I was invited out for a night with the “girls.” I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, “I promise!” Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realising my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him. (Even when totally smashed… 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos = MIDNIGHT !) The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him “MIDNIGHT”… he didn’t seem pissed off in the least. Whew, I got away with that one! Then he said “We need a new cuckoo clock.” When I asked him why, he said, “Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said “oh shit” Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.

Can you say something in your prayers for Six30...he started rubbing peanut butter on his dick again...

Too late.

FFS how many times are we going through this.

I don't know why, but when I click on his "More Hospital Shit" thread, the photo of him after his Stent op pops up first. I know all you guys & gal are doing your bit to keep the forum moving forward, but at the moment it's really missing something........ Petes input.

Yes, opening this forum now I realise how much of a big part of the audience he was.

This is the kind of thread that separates this forum from cunts talking about spark plugs and stuff.

Well maybe my doom and gloom thread was tad early..lol..keep at it boys ...I'll chip in the finance if I have to...not a problem...

The 'trout pout' , how any woman thinks that makes them look more attractive I'll never know

Forecast for today was overcast but this afternoons been great. So nice I've only just come in from doing tomorrows work. Just had the washer bottle out of a 2018 fiesta, another bloody ball ache. Had to pull the bumper panel forward as the bolts holding said bottle go in from the front. Discovered quite a few broken bits of plastic as it's had a small impact in the front too.

I'll put in the request as soon as see their murderous eyes.

careful and approach this situation with care.....he will think your his new girlfriend

OMG !! you've excelled in your twattery today

no don't

Kind of, although it involves a hammer, they don’t feel any pain afterwards.

clive!! ... stop it

Couldn't agree more, I miss the old fucker. Am only starting to realise how much.

Mental weekend for me. Got my singing groups monthly meet tonight. Working Friday overnight, big funeral Saturday Morning, singing at a wedding Saturday afternoon. Singing at a beer festival Sunday afternoon and working Sunday Night. I want to work Monday Night for the extra bank holiday money but probably not the best idea given the rest of the weekend. i should be arranging sets lists and stuff now rather than wasting time here.

I remember my Mother going through that most weeks, I know not the same church as you but the sermons `i had to listen for her as a test dummy still stick in my head. I didn't enjoy it.

Milky Way over Mt. Ranier....

Ugly. Ugly marketing.

Bike got dropped getting out of the rental van!

@Buckster has a suzuki ?

I think it's plainly obvious that there isn't a video as he didn't have it switched on when he dropped his bike in the car park ................