Blimey

No probs. It'd have to be Saturday for me though, as I'm mountain
biking on Sunday. And the weather looks best on Saturday as well.

It's looks just like yours but without the scratches

Oh good. The plastics will probably only need filling and painting
and that bracket can probably be done by a good welder. The biggest
problem will probably be the top fairing crack. It might be able to
be plastic welded but I never took the time to find out.

And turn the GSXR into a trackbike?

 

Isn't it just. Just gone out to tax my car, it almost felt like spring.

Fortunately I'm sat down now. 165 fucking quid. Jesus, that's more
than the cunting thing costs to insure. Add in the MOT and it's going
to cost me 300 quid a year before I drive it anywhere.

Christ what do they think I am, made of money? Utter, utter bastards. I
told the young man in the Post Office exactly what I thought.

 

I'll bear that in mind when grovelling then!

I'll bring my Stanley then shall I ?

My dad has someone lined up who can do that if BM can't!

I wish! I'm already getting stick about having 2 bikes and a company car
. Nah I'm thinking of seeing what Streetbike or elsewhere would offer
me in Part Ex. In fact I'm tempted to do that now before I pay out to
have loads fixed up.

In the end though, I'll probably end up keeping it for a bit longer. Not
really much of a downer IMHO since it's still a top bike IMHO!

 

[snip Road Tax]

It's not his fault is it? Don't shoot the messenger.

 

That's like saying it's not the Postman's fault for bringing the bills.
Doesn't stop me setting the dog on him. Fucker.

 

Poor ickle Postie. I can picture him now, wandering through
the village, whistling a happy tune, and wishing a cheery
'good morning' to one and all.

Then, as he approaches 'Dun-burning', he stops and hesitates.
He reaches into his bag for the mail and chucks it all in the
vague direction of the front door. Suddenly, he legs it, the
sound of a vicious beast[1] trailing in his wake.

[1] Could be you or the dog, I guess.

 

Ben says...

Jebus. If at any point me, you, Daz and Steve go out together it will be like the
freakin' Gixer club with all models represented... LOL

 

so that's the 600, 1000, 1000 and 750...

You'll need someone else with the 400, though...

 

well, not unless you could find someone with a GSXR400 and someone
with a GSXR250...

 

Time for some cocoa, gramps.

 

Make a change from Stella I suppose.

 

I'm sure it'll happen.

 

And a 250 and an 1100.

 

CT said...

^^^^^^^^^^^

Nice one.

 

Mutter grumble mutter grumble

 

You day too will come, young Moose. Have patience and faith in your
destiny to hold the Blade Of Fire.

 

Humph.

The swingometer has swung despairingly in the opposite direction.

 

Just tell the swingometer you're having one, than ask her where your
bloody tea is.

 

Ginge wrote

Fucking kids. Don't know nuffin do you? He shouldn't have to fucking
ask for his tea he should bleeding well expect it.

 

I'm on for Saturday if you still are, I presume all bets are off if it
rains. You wouldn't want to get the new bike dirty would you .

My mate Emma might want to tag along though so there might be one
'anti-gixer', unless I can persuade my old neighbour to lend her his
1100 widow(er) maker

Actually I say I'm on but if I can't get mine started then I'm not. A
comedy time was had this morning with Claire having disconnected the
Optimate over christmas to use the tumble dryer.

I was greeted by the obligatory "chug chug bzzzzt" sound of a bike not
starting. After a couple of abortive efforts pushing it up and down our
road I resorted to 4 wheels . Still I'm hoping a day on the Optimate
will undo the damage done by 3 weeks on the alarm!