Soup Slurping Ottoman Greek Style

A tradition handed down to me by my Forefathers and considered to be the height of politeness in Asia Minor.

P.S. The Mrs Nikos commentary probably adds a little je ne sais quoi  to this rare and offensive footage.

Happy Christmas Bloggers Wherever and Whoever You Are!

P.S. that my super new recycling wheelybin there under the gold bauble.

I am CanBus

Following a devastating bout of ManFlu (R), black ice and slush in my drive, I have managed to pick up CanBus, my new passport to be enslaved and beholden to the mercy of BMW Motorrad workshops and specialists who own a GS-911 Fault Code Reader.

In this near live image feed, CanBus awaits the proving run to Knutsford.

Take Five

Roger of New Zealand threw down a  gauntlet and with much haste I scanned my photographic output for five evocative images of 2011.

April : Mrs N finds a nice motorcycle instructor for refresher training.

July:  We become demented in the heat of New York

October:  A fine early morning view on the way to Hamburg celebrating my entry into Lufthansa frequent flyer status

November:  Son comes out to play at Formby beach.

December:  Daughter is 21 and I take her and her Grandmother to where my parents took me when I was 21 (yes, the Cherwell Boat House is still there by the River Cherwell).

Ich bin zwei Motorräder

Actually drei if I count Ronny Barker the baby GS that really belongs to Mrs N.

She is a 2007 model - the height of perfection with brakes that work and proper gearing.  This is a stock picture - mine will look filthier than this 5 minutes after I pick her up next week.