Buckster

There is at least one.

I just got a message from her, they have started treatment for end of life.

One of my dearest friends has been put on hospice, she has defied the odds for three years but it looks like this is the home straight, she is a person I am not ready to lose from my life, she is more of a sister than my actual sisters.

I would sell both of Pete’s kidneys to get that Rickman Metisse.

You can fuck right off, I can feel the need for another shed coming on.

That’s Pete’s dream bike.

You’re in Spain, you do it.

Mawsley spotted on holiday.

He will need someone to wipe his arse before long.

Looking at my pictures, I think my photography skills are outlandishly good these days, it’s only a matter of time before I get international recognition.

Six has a leather tank top for sale.

I had a good ride out, headed over the bridge to the kingdom of Fife and then the old Kincardine bridge and towards Stirling before turning and travelling towards St. Andrews along the southern edge of the Ochils range. Then headed back. I must try to remember to put the Gopro on. Anyway here is a picture from the abandoned Sauchie Tower, Pete would have creamed his pants.