sweller

He was at it again, bless him.

Dodger, how's the head?

 

Fine, ta.[1]

My guardian angel kept getting me pints of water towards the end,
including in the Porter's lodge, where we went for some reason.

She's now cooking me a monster fry up.

And the Blackbird's home again, with functional brakes, and nice shiny
new MOT certificate. £64 all in.

"what did I do wrong" I asked.
"worked on it yourself" came the reply. Cheeky sod.

I went all pikey this morning, and caught the D3 bus from the end of
my road, to Whitechapel High St. Bus stop is 50m from Banjax's front
door, which is nice and convenient.

Busses don't appear to have heard of "direct route", do they? It went
everywhere, including going through the same crossroads twice, in
opposite directions. Only 70p though.

[1] Apologies to anyone I need to apologise to. I didn't really mean
to be that pissed, that early. 14:30 starts are not sensible.

 

what this time?

 

Random abuse at some yank on the tube. Justified, I suppose.

 

No need, apart from declaring your undying love for the CBR1000 and
wobbling a bit you were remarkably lucid considering.

 

That's normal behaviour, the yanks expect it as part of the "u-rope
experience".
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Tim two#21, YGL#3 & BOTAFOT#84

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tim dot ukrm at dsl dot pipex dot com

 

The high point of the British Empire was 1904.

Just you remember that.

 

If I knew how, I would.

Look, I've apologised once, but if it makes you happy, I'll do so
again.

Sorry for ringing you up. ;-p

I had no idea I'd done it, and still have no memory of it.

 

Salad Dodger said....

Your phone will have

 

I got very confused when Nick tried to tell me that I come across on
the newsgroup as a preson of reliable integrity.

 

Bloody Hell...I didn't realise I was *that* pissed.

 

I can only assume you had me temporarily confused with someone else.

 

We know you better than that, Champ. To many aologies are never
enough. You've got the poor bugger wriggling on the hook and you're
not about to cut the line, are you?