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9月28日 Whoops where's my Summer Gone?Well Gosh darn it all to heck. I turned my back on my Biker Space for 5 minutes and suddenly it's September... and the 5 minutes turned into 3 months. Embarassing, especially as I swore to keep up the Blog in my very last entry, I suppose I'm just unreliable.
On the plus side I have been out and about doing things rather than stuck in front of a computer typing things like this... as the nights are drawing in I had better get back into the swing of things.
No point running through all the summer events, otherwise I will never catch up, but Faro rally (in Portugual) was a blast. I had many many excellent journeys, many many excellent rallies and spent many many summer nights with good friends and comfy women.
Last weekend was no exception, went along to the RibCrackers Run To The Sun Rally, at Catton Hall in South Derbyshire.
The Ribcrackers are good pals of the PIL and a lot of them are members of both, so there was a major turnout of the Red Rash to show "Respec' Guy", and obviously to have a humungous party. It's about 138 miles for me, but it turned out to be a 145 miles as i kept missing the turnoff on the A38.
Eventually turned up to a huge site, good camping right by the River Trent. For some reason camping by the Gate is some sort of status symbol in Biker circles, trouble was I ended up as a taxi service between the PIL / Ribcracker portion of the site and the Marquee...
Met Donna's daughter Emily for the first time and gave her the Mini Magalite I had bought as a 9th birthday present...not her birthday until the Saturday but didnt want her wandering into the Trent by accident. Much impressed by Emily, very bright and precocious but damn sweet with it too. I ran her up and down the field on the back of Rottie many times over the course of the weekend (Only when sober!) as she does like riding on Harleys, or perhaps that walk to and from the tent was getting to her as well...
It was as good as always to see the pals, what with pressures at work I could do with a damn hard drink and I broke open the Smirnhoff almost before the engine stopped pinking, and managed to polish off most of the bottle over the course of the night. What with sampling a wide range of exotic "signature" drinks the others plied me with (ranging from Jaegermeister to Skittle Vodka) the night got a little blurry... didnt stop me boogieing though. Kilts really let you move to the music!
Band was so good I didn't even notice the swap between the disco and the live act, which sounds stupid but it's actually high praise indeed. Lots of traditionally rally tracks you could get a decent headbang to and so it went on until the early hours. Chatted with mates, flirted with the ladies, joked with the kids and then wandered back to the tent in the wee hours feeling more relaxed than I had for ages.
(some family business taking up my time so will finish this when I can....)
7月1日 Guess who's coming to DinnerOooh posh new Icons on the Blog header: I can do fancy things now, like change my font. Wow. All I need now is a spell-checker.
Anyway, I think I would make an excellent Hotel Manager, although I'm, not saying I would make any money at it. Lee and Laney are coming down to the Smoke on Friday night and I've been beavering away tidying the flat.... It took the thought of friends coming to stay to make me look at the state of the decor and it left something to be desired.
So out with the Cillit Bang (heee.. I said "Bang") and the dusters and the anti-tobacco Airwicks. I even changed the cat litter which left the cat weeping with relief, in more ways than one. Fridge is chocablock with "tasty food" (Apologies to McD as I think you've copyrighted that horrible phrase).
As always I think I've gone over the top as Laney has just texted me to ask whether they should bring airbeds and sleeping bags, that was so sweet bless her heart. I reassured her that they would have their own room, King Size bed with clean sheets. And Guinness in the fridge. I think the complimentary fruit bowl might be overdoing it.
I been and gone and done it again with double booking myself, promised Jimmy and Scouse faithfully that I'd be at Silsden Sewer Rats(link) on the 9th July, all the time forgetting that I'd planned to go with friends to a free all day concert featuring the Proclaimers in Southwark Park on that weekend. (Don't even mention the Jack Tar Rally I also sort-of was going to)
Now Southwark park is literally across the road from me, and the Sewer Rats have their rally at Addingham Moorside, just north of Ilkley Moor in Yorkshire (of the Ilkley Moor Bar Tat fame). We're talking a 450 Mile round trip that weekend. Ah well. I hate breaking promises but I got to break one or the other.... and the Rats do put on a good gig.
PS re: Kitkat'smate's Comment:
Bugger.
Sorry Jules and Donna. Sooner I get my cloning machine working, the better. 6月25日 Not Dead YetI got a phone call from Scouse about 9pm last night, whie I was trying to teach Carl Johnson to swim (The character from GTA San Andreas, that is). Scouse, Lee and Laney and others were at Buttstock and had saved me a camping spot, I'd sort-of half-promised-I'd-think-about going to that rally as well and was expected, oooops. Fortunately I was able to reassure everybody I hadn't wiped myself out on the way up and simply hadn't got out from work in time to go to anything out of town this weekend. Chatted with fellow PIL Member and temporary Londoner Rhino in the week, he's had a bit of a windfall and used some of the cash to get 20 tickets for the Three Rivers (spelt "111 Rivers") Hog chapter rally in July. (click on link here) It's a HOG (Harley Owners Group) which in my exoerience tended to be populated with "people-with-expensive-toys" rather than "Bikers", but Rhino says there's some good sorts going. Looks like quite a "Posh Do" for a bike rally, at least judging by the ticket price. The aim is to drag some of the lads and lasses down from the North for a change and show these namby-pampy Southerners how to party hee hee. Oh hang on, I'm pretty namby myself. Think I'll have to tart up the bike for that one, my Bike is my only transport and doesn't have a high gloss shine most of the time. I've been running around all Saturday trying to find a place that could do my MOT and curse my spontineity, everywhere was booked up, too busy or just closing. Next time I book, folks. The weekend weather is too changeable to start breaking down my exhaust to put my new one on (I don't have a garage), and I don't like the idea of using the Jubilee line in the heat so may not get it together before Lee and Laney come down for Live 8 next week. Ah well, best laid plans of mice and men gang aft aglay, as they say in Peckham. Looks like it's going to be a compulsory chill-out weekend.
6月22日 "Guilty, but with an explanation"Oh Dear. My Bad. Instead of faithfully recording the "Adventures of Don Juan, er, Shaun the Fatman" I’ve been actually out and about enjoying myself. Well, that and the fact the "Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas" is now out for the PC and I’ve been Pimping My Ride, Poppin’ some Caps and generally doing a lot of Virtual running around. Before I know it I’ve got cramp in my thumbs and the morning chorus is doing some tuning up. Anyway, I will pay more attention to the web space now and here are some of the highlights of last week or so:
6月8日 Typing fatigueStill Ploughing away at the write up below... getting nearly to the end. Oh by the way, going to the Catford Beer Festival tomorrow night on a stag do so will doubt that anythign will go on tomorrow hee. Ha! Finished the write-up, watch out Michael Palin I'm after your slot on Prime-Time, |
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