Where is Woor Nigel, now that we have need of him?

Paging Auric Bidfinger...

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Buy it.

CIHAGM?

 

Aren't DK known to be a bunch of cowboys selling overpriced shite?

 

Ah. Metallic beige.

 

You never did.

But you know there's no way Platy will let it go now, right?

 

"Jewish Racing Gold", according to Timo.

 

....despite not being a Kawasaki.

 

Just his thing, as well.

 

The Older Gentleman said...

*Ahem*...Who?

 

Don't be ridiculous. What I want is a nice little GL1200.

I'm sure WUN would be pleased to let you have a pole of it.

While on the subject of WUN, a moment of inspiration from another place...

"Next moment, hardly knowing how it came about, he found he had hold of the
key and was turning it. As the familiar sound broke forth, the old passion
seized on Nigel and completely mastered him, body and soul. As if in a dream
he found himself, somehow, seated in the rider's seat; as if in a dream, he
pulled the handlebars and swung the Blingmobile round the yard and out
through the archway; and, as if in a dream, all sense of right and wrong,
all fear of obvious consequences, seemed temporarily suspended. He increased
his pace, and as the motorcycle devoured the street and leapt forth on the
high road through the open country, he was only conscious that he was Nigel
once more, Nigel at his best and highest, Nigel the terror, the
traffic-queller, the Lord of the lone trail, before whom all must give way
or be smitten into nothingness and everlasting night. He chanted as he flew,
and the Blingmobile responded with sonorous drone; the miles were eaten up
under him as he sped he knew not whither, fulfilling his instincts, living
his hour, reckless of what might come to him."

 

Oh yes. Particularly in Bonwick-biting beige.

 

I first heard the term from you, at Ally Pally about 3-4 years ago,
IIRC.

 

I love the fact it has 6 buttons to control the Air Cushions!

 

darsy said...

It's an expression that was coined by me and an ex-boss one afternoon in
my old office. He was Jewish and couldn't make up his mind what colour
to paint his 'new to him' Renault 5 race car, we settled on JRG.