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| A visit the Menai straights separating Wales and Anglessey |
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| These are dive sites - we are heading to Puffin Island to look at seals |
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| Interlude - this BMW R1150 cylinder head is for sale - offers please. |
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| Here is Mrs N wearing my early 90's discarded bike gear at the Yondermann cafe somewhere North East of Buxton |
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| Here is Mr N at the Yondermann cafe somewhere North East of Buxton standing around with a wet arse in the perpetual drizzle (it was sunny when we departed from Knutsford haha). |
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| Bakewell tart actually being eaten quite close to Bakewell at the Yondermann. Coffee not brilliant but place is biker friendly. |
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| Mrs N became pissed off with the perpetual English summer drizzle so she flew back to mainland Europe - here is my radar system showing her plane taxying off airport to Styal? (check out www.flightradar24.com) |
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| And here she goes! |
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| Three nice juicy home grown toms |
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| Someone has to turn the handle. |
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| Ronny has a new identity |
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| Rock music in the woods near Mainz. You must pay for the drinks but the pot smoke appeared to be free. |
The next time that Mrs N is fed up with the English summer drizzle, can she pack me in her suitcase?
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Poor Mrs N swimming in your cast offs. Was she laughing that her arse was dry while yours was wet? ;)
ReplyDeleteWe had neighbors like those in Mainz. The kept getting our kitties stoned. Though we did laugh when the kitties got the munchies.
It looks as though you two had fun, well except for the wet arse maybe. Although the pot smoke would probably make you forget about that.
ReplyDeleteThe tart looked good. And by tart I am talking about the baked goods and by no means calling Mrs. N names. :-)
Mr Nikos:
ReplyDeletethat R1150 cylinder head looks interesting. I don't wish to place a hold on it yet, but I may need it. I just have to find the other bits to make a complete bike, and if it is missing the head, then I know you have one. I imagine it is universal mount, left or right side.
Shame on you for letting Mrs N wear your cast offs, you deserve the wet arse
bob
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Ms Blue: Certainly!
ReplyDeleteLori: Mrs N actaully likes this gear spuring the 1 piece Rossi leather suit that I wanted to buy her for Christmas...
Brandy: unfortunately the wet arse incident was separated from pot smoke inhalation by the space-time continuum (900 miles approx and 1 week!)
Bob: Glad you are using English terminology rather than referring to my ass as a donkey!
PS Bob
ReplyDeletethanks for the holiday snaps!
Dear Nikos"
ReplyDeleteI was reading the other comments with interest. I have actually met Mrs. "N." So I can hear her voice in these pictures.
The tart looked good enough to compensate for the coffee. Why are you selling the cylinder head. Have you determined the bike runs better without it.
I hope to be riding in about 9 more months.
Fondest regards,
Jack/reep
Jack
ReplyDeleteGood to hear from you - 9 months is along time but BMW may have got their scooters fixed by then!
Bakewell tart is a supreme example of delightful English stodge seconded only by British Rail bread pudding. Sadly British Rail is no more so we have to put with Virgin Trains paninis.
Best wishes, N