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NFE Normal for Spain.

Yes, how do you know we are all real here? Perhaps we are just here to keep you occupied so you don't delve too deeply into lots of secret bollocks.

Jackson Lamb quote of the day You lot, just concentrate on the four Fs, Where the fuck, who the fuck, why the fuck and how the fuck......

She's in Magpie Murders as well.

Loved her in MUM.

The hair hasn't changed colour though. Not a bad song, you're right.

I saw the last episode of The Cleaner this week. A bloke who had died had asked that at his wake there was a Shakin' Stevens tribute act. The Cleaner booked The Shaking Stephens. The lead singer of the tribute band in the programme was played by the real Shakin' Stevens. Anyway, he popped up on my Youtube feed with a new song, so here is some classical Welsh music:-

Just finished watching the series MAGPIE MURDERS on BBC I Player. Not only did I think it was most excellent, I loved how they weaved two stories into a single programme, it was very cleverly written and acted. The other thing I liked was that I recognised most of the locations used for filming, they are in one of my ride reports.

Dolly Parton' Coat of Many Colours meets Brick Lane. I had a school uniform blazer when I started senior school in 1977. It was enormous, The back hung down so much I looked like I was about to fling it up and sit down on a stool and play a piano concerto. My Mum said I would grow into it. Never wore it after the first 6 months. I think it would still be too big for me. https://spitalfieldslife.com/2023/04/02/suresh-singhs-tank-top-i/

Always a little bit gutted when you don't sound like this in videos.

Is this the DVLA's team building night?

Exactly, that's why I'm not playing. Sideways was my sweet sweet style and it was wrecked.

I'm on book 5 of the Slow Horses series now. They get better with each new one. Gutted there are only three after this current one. It's their leader Jackson Lamb that has me hooked, he's so funny with his racist, sexist, fattist remarks, I'm creasing up. His personal habits are revolting though. It's like a few years on this forum but speeded up. This may actually make me sign up for Apple TV to watch the tv series.

Givi.

Do you test it yourself or send it off to the lab? You need to drink more water by the look of it.

Did you use a metric or imperial adjustable spanner over there?

I had the same for fitting the rack to my top box. I read that the marked holes aren't quite right, so I drew round the rack with a pencil and drilled. The marked holes were a little bit out as it happened.

Busy day today, left home at 7am, got to site at 8am, did a bit of setting out and then left my bike inside the fencing the blokes had set up around themselves. It was across the road from our new office that has no parking, so handy if they kept an eye on it. Went into the office for an hour, swapped my bike trousers for jeans (I was melting from the setting out in full bike gear) and then came back out and jumped on to the train at Whitechapel station to go to a site meeting in Shoreditch. As I got on the train I heard the station announcer say "Can Inspector Sands please contact the control room". Now that rang a bell, some sort of code. I googled it when I came back up to the surface at Shoreditch, it means a fire alarm has gone off but they don't want to evacuate the station. Met 'Julian from Guildford' in Strype Street and talked about his S278 works, popped into the Petticoat Lane camping shop and bought some maps, then walked back to the station via Spitalfields Market and went back to Whitechapel Station on the train. No sign of a fire there luckily, came out to find the small fenced site with my bike inside has suffered a gas leak, caused by the blokes with their mini digger digging out a couple of gulley pots I asked them to renew. I risked leaving my bike there again whilst they waited for the gas board (Cadence) to come out and repair the pipe and went back to the office where I knocked out some sign drawings, did some estimates and listened out for a gas explosion across the road. I went back at 3pm, unlocked my bike and asked the gas men to let me out, their van was blocking me in. Left them slapping a big elastoplast onto the pipe and fought my way home through east London's expert drivers/wankers. Home by 4:30pm. Picture of my bike now blocked in by pallets of kerbs and some of my artwork, Banksy, I shit him!

I've watched the first three, I like that it's not 'murder murder murder' all the time, rather solving other crimes or problems instead.

You've turned my photo around and cropped it. How very dare you. Spelt my name wrong as well.

I can remember a user called Cabby. Was that him?

Buck is on his way home from a darts match when his boot lace becomes undone. As he bends to retie it a sudden stabbing pain hits him. The darts in his pocket has punctured his knob in multiple places. As soon as he gets home he anxiously takes a piss and it sprays every where out of all the new holes. In a panic he goes straight to his doctor the next morning. After explaining what had happened the doctor asks him to piss into a jar. The result is piss up the wall, piss all over the desk and piss dripping off the doctor himself. The doctor thinks for a second, then gets a dry writing pad out of his desk and writes a name and address on it. "I want you to go and see this man, he'll sort you out." "Is he a urologist?" asked Buck. "No..... he's a world class flute player, he'll show you the best way to hold your knob when pissing."

The door was open on the Braithwaite railway arches as I walked past so I stuck my phone through the door and took a gloomy blurry picture. These were built by a colleague of George Stephenson of Stephenson's Rocket fame. The other picture is of the new back entrance to Whitechapel station. The street is now called Durward Street, it used to be called Bucks Row, the name was changed because of some bad publicity which attracted gawpers. Mary Ann Nichols' body was found just about where the bicycle is, the first victim of Jack the Ripper.

Watching that has reminded me of my aged friend Ted who likes a SHAD top box too. He has had the lid fly open multiple times. I think it is easy to think you have locked it properly when you haven't. It may just be a pensioner thing though, I've chased him a few time hooting or shouting, but the silly sod just waves and carries on riding with all his stuff falling out the flapping lid.

If it had been a hand instead of a foot at least a kid could have used it as a spade when building a sand castle.