Alright chilblains
How was your enforced party season? Mine was wank. Things haven't been quite as they should for whatever reason. So without further ado, I'll bore you with what I've been up to. Maybe you'll slash your wrists so you can't read anymore, thus, give the planet a break with one less human to fuck it up, but don't take that personally, please read on.
Yeah, I've been feeling that way a lot more recently. The planet is nigh on chock full of twats. Rich twats, war monger twats, rubbish dumping twats, and thick twats. If humans just simply ceased to exist, the world, really would, be a much better place.
Wow, and I'm the cheery one in our house, faaaarrrk.
I've found myself reading more and more about adventure biking. I already have my Triumph Tiger XC, with bash plate, ali rad guard and heated grips, satnav and branded luggage, what more do I need!
I'm actually planning a little trek this year, one that I didn't get round to last year. Staying in England, I'm heading to Scarborough, riding Olivers Mount, then up to Whitby and along to the Lakes, before making my way home. I'm in the throws of mustering some camping shit too. I have also so far watched 4 series of Adventure bike TV on youtube and occasionally buy ABR magazine and enjoy reading where people have gone. Lyndon Poskitt is also a new favourite sportsman and Austin Vince is entertaining also. Just bought a copy of Jupiters Travels, by Ted Simon, because I felt like I had to read it.
People will say its my age, midlife crisis and all that codswallop, but I have a younger wife, 2 motorbikes and a loud hifi, where the fuck do I go from there?
I feel like the world, or this life, even, isn't quite giving me something I need, but I don't know what that something is. The Country is fucked, as is the world, run by central banks, arse kissers, bottom feeders and empire builders. Yes men who are in it for the perks and not for the good of the people they are employed to look after.
It has been suggested by some that my place of employment is of a similar ilk, but I can neither confirm nor deny this, as I might be construed as a troublemaker. My works manager already doesn't like me for saying something similar on my own social media outlet about 18 months ago, I've been scowled at every day since.
Not raced for a while unfortunately. It would seem that I may have bitten off more than I could chew in regards to doing up a whole house on my own, so it keeps taking a lot of time up, and I'm not even a builder of any sort. Mind you, the prick I bought the house from claimed to be in the building trade and by Odins beard, he was shit. You outta see some of the things I have uncovered over the years. I will get trackside soon. I suspect Pete at Answer RC might wonder where I have gone, although, I'm hardly a big fish in the racing scene, being a club racer and all, so he might forget.
Talking of racing, I put my name in for the DXR Dirt Kings, a 4 day race meet held over the Easter weekend at the Harper Adams agriculteral college in Shropshire somewhere. It is a capped entry, and names are chosen, mostly big names and regulars. Needless to say, my inbox was empty regarding a confirmation email. Maybe next year.
I've also been on a social media blackout, as I've not felt well, and I'm simply not interested in the vapid BS that goes on on these things sometimes. If you wanna know, text and come round for a cuppa. Sorry to those I've not got round to texting recently, I've not forgotten you, but it's a two way street y'know.
Watched Bad Boys 3 last week, that cheered me up. It's only taken 17 years. Lots of references, and it even kept Mark Mancinas original score from the first film in 1995 rather than the Trevor Rabin score from the second film in 2003.
Anyway, this is me signing off, with a top tip. Keep business cards from people you don't like, so if you ever hit someones car by accident, simply write "sorry" on the card, and put the card on their wiper blades.
Laters 'Taters
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