Saul

Fit it yourself FFS One pivot and spring and it is done. Keeping the X then

She's on blob, always charming then.

Well I have jacked it in for the day. Bench done, fixed my mitre saw and started stripping out the old rotten decking. Knackered now

It wil mate, just the beginning of the season. I have left it for a couple of years, post heart attack, so I have quite a bit of catching up to do. At least I am in the right head space to do it now.

To keep up the tediousity, if that is even a word, I have been tarting up my 45 year old picknick bench. I should have binned it years ago but my Dad made it so I keep repairing it because it reminds me of him. Bit like Triggers broom it will last forever. Oh and painted the gate as well, much to the youngest disgust, who demanded to know why I painted it orange then stormed off before I could answer. Fucking psycho.

I'm sure it is a great machine but the whole thing just leaves me feeling Meh, who needs it. Mind you I maybe a bit biased after Triumph of Plymouth treated me like a cunt I have sort of gone off the whole brand, not logical I know but still feel that way.

Visitor up the park today.

That doesn't worry me so much with her, she has such a dominant character I worry more for the safety of her future partner. Her normal demeanor is angry little person, add into the mix the sort of focus ADHD gives you, she aint no victim and never will be.

We shall see but I have several months before her birthday to teach her some sense.

She is picking it up quickly, she is the sort of kid that when she focuses on something she will do it. Christ she gave up Karate because, sparing was for pussys, and nobody would spar with her because she wouldn't lighten up. Also to be considered is how much trouble can she get in on a CB125. Hopefully by the time she gets her Mod2 she will have learn't a lot, including riding to the conditions. Already be down once and landed on her face.

I wouldn't dare she would go through you lot of soft fuckers like a dose of salts, evil little witch most of the time. My favourite obviously.

Fuck off it's bad enough my daughter thinks I look like a monkey in that picture, little bitch. It was 1982 FFS that was the fashion.

Well it's immaterial now I haven't had any for 30 years

I aspired to one but never got there, was distracted but other things. I had an XS750 for awhile which I liked but it was my first big bike and I moved onto something quicker before to long. And no I am not ginger I had a girlfriend who was a trainee hairdresser, who fucking ruined my hair

Dunno didn't ask but you can think that if you want

The guy who owns it has 8 of them, one turbo dragstrip prepared. Interesting chap. That is his everyday ride.

Mate you haven't met her, I have spent years cringing every time she got on a horse, real adrenaline junkie. One the back going out to the Britt she kept on egging me on to go faster or 'ave him dad, she is a bloody menace. . But I will say she is very good on a horse and doesn't ride beyond her ability. I have told her that high jinks are for track days not the road. Like I say I hope the ladies will help her learn as well as me.

My boy and older daughter have no interest in bikes at all but my Chloe is mad for them. Part of me is chuffed and part of me is terrified of what she will get up to. I am hoping the ladies group will give her some guidance.

Cheers, I enjoyed it but don't think big group rides are for me, 40 mph runs surrounded by fuck knows and their incredibly annoying pipes just not my thing. At on point I had someone in front of me on a Jap cruiser with open pipes, noisey tawt. Then I had somebody behind me on a new Trident with a tiny can that made it sound like farts. Why do that to a pretty nice bike I don't know. Can you tell it turned me into a grumpy old man