Skippy

I did manage to get a traffic fine of €100 and 3 points off my licence for wearing earplugs! The copper though I was listening to music and wrote me a ticket despite me showing him they were just earplugs that were EC marked. Needless to say I’m going to appeal against the fine and I’ve got four witnesses. Anyway, it didn’t spoil the trip……..

Far too much fun to be writing stuff down mate

I will be cleaning the shite off of my bike that I have accrued after blasting around the Spanish twisty roads. Oh, and swearing never to drink beer again..

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.

Relatively speaking I hardly knew Pete at all, I think we both happened to be on some god-awful FB group and he commented on a photo I’d posted up. Can’t remember what the photo was or exactly what he said but I’ll bet it was something unflattering………..and I’m guessing it also made me laugh. We discovered we were living fairly close and so we arranged to meet up after a few interchanges on the phone. I’ll never forget waiting for him to turn up at a cafe/bar in Barranda and as I sat there waiting I wondered what he’d be like. Fuck me, he was just as I imagined and it didn’t disappoint. He had the worst fitting pair of jeans I’d seen in a long time, a jacket that was way to big for him and a pair of boots that wouldn’t have looked out of place on a building site. What a scruffy fucker and as soon as he opened his gob out came the sing-song accent and I liked him instantly. We sat, we chatted and generally took the piss out of each other. He particularly like my black and white sportsbike boots. Off we went for a ride and we explored all kinds of abandoned shit. He took me down roads that were totally unsuited to my Kawasaki Z750 and he didn’t give a fuck. I laughed like a twat as I bounced along trying not to smash my balls into the tank; all the while he glided along on his gay Honda. It was his fault the zipper broke on my jacket and also his fault that the warning like came on. I think he liked the idea that he could will things to go wrong. We met up a few times over the course of a couple of years and it never failed to be entertaining. He thought his “street Spanish” was so good………I thought how funny it sounded as he never tried to hide his strong Welsh accent. He always referred to me as a Cockney Wanker and I didn’t mind that at all. He called me a cunt to my face and I knew we were kindred spirits because it just made me laugh out aloud. A few weeks ago he asked what I was doing at the weekend and I think he was hinting about meeting up. I couldn’t make it but sitting here now I regret not trying harder to take the time to go over and see him. I feel guilty and it makes me very sad. It feels like I let him down. If he’s watching me type this he’ll be thinking what a soft southern shite I am because it’s just brought a tear to my eye. So there you go, he came into my life out of the blue and very unexpectedly. He was a force of nature and certainly unique. He disappeared without warning and far too soon. I hope he knew I considered him to be a friend. A daft Welsh twat yes, but a friend nonetheless.

I think it’s a misspelling, I think she meant cuntakerous

Mate, even you have your uses.

I saw this the other day and this morning I was going to post it up on here because I knew it would make Pete laugh out loud. However, then I read Pedro’s post and it seemed pointless and irrelevant. However, now the sad news has sunk in I’m starting to remember Pete’s sick sense of humour and I think he’d appreciate it anyway. Here you go Pete, you daft Welsh twat.

Thanks for the offer Pedro but to be honest I’m not sure I could get along anyway, I was just thinking it would be nice to know when the service might be so I could spend a bit of time quietly thinking.

Fucking hell that’s awful news, so unexpected. I was just about to post up something funny, taking the piss etc, clearly this news changes everything. Condolences to his wife and wider family. I assume his wife contacted you @Pedro? If so and you get any further info on funeral service etc please keep us informed. I haven’t known Pete for that long really, certainly not as long as many of you, however he was such a distinctive character and I always enjoyed our meet-ups………apart from that abandoned shit, he can fucking rammit!

Cheers Bob

Absolutely love those Desert Sleds Bob, they even look good with some side cases on. Have you had any significant problems with it? Anything that you have to look out for other than the normal things on most bikes?

Sorry to hear that Pete and hope all goes well. Anyway, are there any fit nurses there to give you a bed bath? I suppose you’ve been banned from masturbating as you can’t get too excited. Just a thought, do you want me to pop around and see your missus?

Oooooh that twat on the bike would be offended by you referring to him as a guy…….isn’t that Sam Smith who doesn’t identify as either make or female?

I was even worse than that Bob…….made a full recovery now thankfully

Cheers mate…….I think one more gin and tonic will help

Cheers Bob

Im doing my best ……….

Not for me, the pensionable age is currently 66 and it doesn’t change until after I get my hands on the dosh

There are a couple which are okay.

Next year mate

Today is my 65th birthday so I’m drinking beer and eating curry. It’s my birthday so I’ll do what the fuck I want. The fine Spanish cuisine can do one for the day. I’ll worry about the inevitable hangover when it gets here…….probably about 6pm at this rate. Over and out.

What’s Marcia like? Asking for @XTreme because he’s too shy to ask himself

Mate, the smell of stale piss reminded me of you and that was quite enough.