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They are a bit light on their loafers though.

I've got a pair of those Forma boots. Very comfy straight out of the box and I did about 700 miles of riding in a torrential downpour over the Christmas holidays and they didn't let a drop in.

I'm going to Drag Bingo tomorrow night, it's only the bingo caller who is in drag thank god. Then some sort of beach themed pub do on Saturday night. I go dressed as normally for UK winter and my mates tell the landlord that is actually what I wear on the beach when we are on holiday. On Sunday morning I am meeting another mate who wants to try out his new (to him) Suzuki engined CCM, we are meeting on some back road in the sticks and then heading off to the bike show in London which will probably be as awful as the first one I went to at Excel about 10 years ago, but I will give it one more chance.

It's the future!

There's a Word document open at all times on his PC with his 5 standard replies ready to cut and paste.

Do you like egg and chips on your pepper?

A film I forgot about that I watched on Netflix was THE WRONG MISSY. Made me laugh a lot.

We had it at school when I first started, I think I was about 8 before we actually got any at home. I then discovered it actually came in different bright colours and without long hairs inside most of it, unlike the brown reinforced stuff at school. When my Dad died his Ford jeep thing was sitting in the front garden and my Mum wanted it gone as it was a constant reminder of him. The problem was it had no MOT and the hooter was disconnected, for some reason the alarm would go off whilst driving and that set of the hooter. My Dad had been trying to find the cause of this when he got ill so it had never been fixed. I had no chance of solving the problem so I bolted a motorcycle hooter under the bonnet and led two wires via the battery and a fuse then into the cab. I made a plasticard box up with a bell push button in it, connected it to the hooter wires and gaffer taped it to the dashboard with the words BODGOMATIC HOOTER (PATENT PENDING) written on it in magic marker. It passed the MOT with that and I drove it to my house and kept it there for a few months, green laning in it occasionally, before selling it for my Mum.

No pictures unfortunately. When I was about 8 or 9 I had been given a hand held telescope, the sort you see Admiral Nelson disobeying orders with. At that time we lived on the top floor of a maisonette (4 floors overall) and I used to look across the waste ground to the next town from my bedroom window. I got sick of the wobbling picture so decided what I needed was some sort of tripod. I found two large old glass coffee jars with screw top lids. Digging out my plasticine, I had loads, I stuck one jar to the window ledge. I unscrewed the lid half way and then plasticined the second jar across the lid sideways, unscrewing that one's lid halfway. Finally I plasticined the telescope to the sideways jar lid. I now had a telescope I could swivel or move up and down but stayed steady. If I had known about duct tape I would have had an easier time of it.

You want some nice testosterone tablets, that'll make it all drop out, save you a fortune.

I have just finished part 2, will be watching part 3 tonight. I'll give the bloke his due, he carried on riding when I would have gone home more than once.

The cold weather magnifiers were they?

You be careful. If the local scrotes are prepared to jack up a car and cut its catalytic converter off in broad daylight for a few quid, never ever fall asleep outdoors.

It was very firm.

I rode to work on Friday, it was a bit cold. Stayed at my mates Friday night and rode to the seaside today. Frinton, home of the retired UK pensioner and it seems their dogs. I have never seen so many people walking dogs in one place. Walking up the only high street in the area (shops not allowed on the sea front), I bumped into a friend I hadn't seen since about 1984, we recognised each other straight away. I did the obligatory foot writing in the sand.

I love the film, but still expect someone to say, "Surely you can't be serious" etc. And it's all Leslie Neilson's fault.

The last one I had in a car was free if you go to the place that fitted the tyres and they still have legal depth tread on them.

I'm not a fan of Bruce Dickinson's voice in Iron Maiden, but seeing this on youtube today reminded me of one of the few songs of his I do like, the other being Hallowed Be Thy Name. Probably haven't listened to this in 20 years but I still remembered a most of the words so I must have heard it a lot for them to stick in my memory.

I was shivering on my way in to work this morning. My new jacket liner is not as good as the old liner it replaced, so I'm swapping that back over. I had the heated grips on, my 2 fingered gloves and my big handguards and my hands were still a little bit cold.

Taken this morning at 6am, not by me, but by my boss. Bit chilly apparently according to him when he sent it to me at a more sensible time. I was till asleep when he took that. Royal visit today so they were out sweeping up the homeless and picking up the dog turds before His Kinginess got there.

That's pretty spectacular. I'll bet the dog just wants to cock a leg up it, but not sure if it is worth the risk.

Yes, people are alright in their place, just not where I want to go and look at stuff. Whilst trying to look at the secret agent gadgets in a museum in Maldon a few years ago, 3 little shit bags were running about and making so much noise behind me, I wished the nearby bayonets weren't safely locked away. This was when I got that picture of the MI5 'bum key holder'.

I refer to my granddaughters as GD1 and GD2 when speaking with anyone other than their parents, I can't use their given names seriously. I believe that a child's name should be chosen the same way as you do for a pet dog. Would you be okay to shout it out loudly in a public place if they run off? If you would it's fine.