I love the "old boy". Am I that much older than you at 70?


Where we are over here here are lots of forest tracks that I could go on if I had a dirt bike and my mad Landy neighbour is also a bikist. Who knows? It might happen one day!!
I love the "old boy". Am I that much older than you at 70?
Yup..I love the "old boy". Am I that much older than you at 70?
Where we are over here here are lots of forest tracks that I could go on if I had a dirt bike and my mad Landy neighbour is also a bikist. Who knows? It might happen one day!!
Well I opened that image in a new tab to try and enlarge it to see exactly what was on the door of the mausoleum.
As is correct. More often I see the bike in gear and the rider resting on the right foot. Most concerning is the amount of 'paddling', where the rider has no low speed control, or 'feet off the pegs till twenty..'Probably the rider was in neutral and holding the bike on the footbrake when static. Then change to the other foot to put it in gear before moving off.
I love all this talk.As is correct. More often I see the bike in gear and the rider resting on the right foot. Most concerning is the amount of 'paddling', where the rider has no low speed control, or 'feet off the pegs till twenty..'![]()
Jeez Stan, shortcut, sans Google.Well I opened that image in a new tab to try and enlarge it to see exactly what was on the door of the mausoleum.
All I can make out is "Karran" on the top of the portico.
So I guess I will have to go a googlin to see what this is all about!
Well I did, and all it really did was get me to a sort of "mausoleums are us" shop.
And because my noo son in law makes this sort of stuff for a living it was a bit of a busman's holiday.
So do we take it you is talking to us from beyond the grave and we need to think about silver bullets and stakes with lump hammers??!
Hence the Hammer Horror Movies I suppose!!
Ah, but you know I love making things difficult for myself.Jeez Stan, shortcut, sans Google.
You'd prolly kill yerself.![]()
He had that right. Me and the ex used to go to bike rallies form Wiltsire to Essex and all over. She was a nightmare. 'Ooh look, a cow' bike shifts to the right.. 'That's a nice hedge' vice versa, etc etc . When i accelerated she almost fell off the back, when braking I got nutted inna back of the head. When turning she'd try and stay upright.. Aaaagh!I love all this talk.
Even though I need a translation!!
Though I guessed what the pegs were!!
When my mate and I used to go out on his he got a bit fed up of me "steering from the back" whenever we went past a bus queue with a tasty wimmins or two in it!!![]()
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Mea culpa.Ah, but you know I love making things difficult for myself.
Life is a challenge, and I like it that way!!!!
Anyway, you went back in and edited it you.......
In the past I've knocked up a Vesper for a giggle.While W is away getting herself cut about, I realise that I m drinking a full bot of wine a night instead of sharing it with her.
So tonight I decided to take myself in hand.
So far I have consumed a roll-your-own Martini style cocktail where I experimented with Suze, instead of Noilly Prat. Not a success as it was both dry and bitter in a bit of a weird way, so I mitigated it with Martinin Rosso which made it much more palatable, I thene consumed 50 cls of Heineken, which at 5% is little more than tapwater.
So I am now enjoying a few Grants on ice. Doing well, ain't I? I feel very abstemious!!![]()
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My grandpa used to use a huge belt when he put my dad on the back of his bike, going around both of them back in the 20s. He was stopped once by a concerned person who said, "Do you realise your son is asleep behind you?" I think this must have happened more than once.He had that right. Me and the ex used to go to bike rallies form Wiltsire to Essex and all over. She was a nightmare. 'Ooh look, a cow' bike shifts to the right.. 'That's a nice hedge' vice versa, etc etc . When i accelerated she almost fell off the back, when braking I got nutted inna back of the head. When turning she'd try and stay upright.. Aaaagh!
In mitigation, if you don't ride yourself..
You needed a belt like my granpa's !!He had that right. Me and the ex used to go to bike rallies form Wiltsire to Essex and all over. She was a nightmare. 'Ooh look, a cow' bike shifts to the right.. 'That's a nice hedge' vice versa, etc etc . When i accelerated she almost fell off the back, when braking I got nutted inna back of the head. When turning she'd try and stay upright.. Aaaagh!
In mitigation, if you don't ride yourself..
The Vesper breaks the basic rule of a cocktail in that there should only be one base spirit, either gin or vodka but not both. So naff off Ian Fleming.In the past I've knocked up a Vesper for a giggle.
You've reminded me, so any recommendations in the absence of NP please?
My grandpa used to use a huge belt when he put my dad on the back of his bike, going around both of them back in the 20s. He was stopped once by a concerned person who said, "Do you realise your son is asleep behind you?" I think this must have happened more than once.
I was always amazed when my missus would fall asleep on a long journey in my Marlin Roadster with no side screens, just a rather ineffective win deflector. But then she did wear a flying helmet!!
I used to ride a push bike so I think I did have at least a vague idea about leaning. But then I was the only one on it!
My last year in Lunnen I had a mate who was supposed to be a student but he seemed to spend a lot of time dispatch riding. His girlfriend, who used to wear dresses and was very feminine yet surprisingly was also into bikes used to complain how in traffic, when he was on the back, he would make the bike change lanes and stuff when she really didn't know what was going on. and he wasn't a huge bloke!
All good fun!
The Vesper breaks the basic rule of a cocktail in that there should only be one base spirit, either gin or vodka but not both. So naff off Ian Fleming.
If you have no NP or Kina Lillet, (which you can't have as I have tried to get it and can't), just go for simple Dry Martini/Martini Bianco.
Lillet is making something of a come back and you can find it even on the shelves of Auchan, so I got some and tried it but it doesn't have "the shoulders" of Noilly Prat or the old Lillet. So when I say "you can't get it" I mean you can't get it as it used to be.
If you are into cocktails I recommend "The fine art of mixing drinks" by David Embury, you'll have to get a secondhand copy. It is my bible and covers everything you need to know in a nice, not heavy handed style.
My copy is in the UK otherwise I could quote you chapter and verse.
But a Martini, vodka based or gin based, is the one I would use to test a barman on, and indeed the Good Food guide inspector tested me with when she came to check out the hotel I was working in.
I was lucky in that we had loads of American guests, and they were wealthy and discerning, nothing got past them, so I learned fast.
So put a lot of ice in something, a jug preferably, a double of gin or vodka per person, a small amount of NP or MB, stir, allow to cool, then pour into cooled glasses keeping the ice back and put maybe one cube, or maybe not depending on the drinker's taste, in the glass. If they want it less "dry" you can always add a little more NP.
I prefer lemon zest, sliced so thin there is no pith on it and you can see through it. Rub it around the rim of the glass before squeezing it above the drink as you drop it in. Americans and very discerning Brits prefer almost no NP at all, just a whisper, younger peeps prefer a little more.
And as for the "Shaken not stirred" thing. Yes, it is true, if you put it in a cocktail shaker and give it beans there is a definite difference in taste. I like both versions.
Some peeps put an olive in a Martini, which really flips the taste, all the subtlety of the drink is thereby lost. I don't like it.
If you mix the same drink and put a cocktail onion in it, it is called a Gibson and people who drink those should be shot.
I am at risk of long posting as I am now on one of my hobby horses!
Has to be said that they lived in Hull which is so flat, as is the area around them, that to learn how to do a hill start all learner drivers had to find a hump-backed bridge over a canal or summat!! So if my gramps rode smoothly enough...Laughing at falling asleep on the back of the bike![]()
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Hilarious !!!
I knew you'd do that!Zzz zzz zzzzz zzz z zzzz z zzzz zzzz zzzz![]()
OK
(Can't resist!)
What is the one and only difference between a Tom Collins and a Gin Fizz?
No conferring or googling please!!
Has to be said that they lived in Hull which is so flat, as is the area around them, that to learn how to do a hill start all learner drivers had to find a hump-backed bridge over a canal or summat!! So if my gramps rode smoothly enough...![]()