Monday 8 December 2014

FUKR 750

Okey dokey, pig in a pokey, I've finally managed to take a few snaps of the new crutch extension for your delectation.
Quite why the previous owner has elected to sell it and go to live on a mountain in Spain, hasn't been made entirely clear yet.
Though I'm really rather looking forward to finding out for myself!




Wednesday 3 December 2014

Smart jeans for sale.

As much as I love this pair of jeans (possibly the most stylish and comfortable jeans that I've ever owned), it occurred to me that 504, in Roman numerals, would be represented as DIV.
Being the private kind of person that I am, I refuse to walk around in clothing which advertises a side of my psyche that I'd rather people discovered for themselves, as they get to know me better.

Any offers will be considered.


Tuesday 2 December 2014

Hoult, who goes there.


I must say that I was suitably impressed with the turning on of The Red Lion lights on Sunday.
And as ever, who should be right in the middle of it all but our very own Mr Ramsgate, Ralph Hoult.
Is there any pie that he can't stick his finger into without pulling out a plum?
Event organisers should be aware that their plans could all be knocked into a cocked hat unless they bring a Hoult to the proceedings!


I wonder if he'd be interested in taking over my job at The Planet Thanet Easter Beer Festival?

Sunday 30 November 2014

Random toss.

Though if I were to be totally open about matters, it isn't only the pool room in the Montefiore Arms which whispers an echo of peculiarity.

The innocent and simple act of throwing loose change onto the bar can yield astonishing results!

I'm not really a superstitious person, but I do feel that this place is harbouring more than just the ghost of painful memories and dark secrets.


Saturday 29 November 2014

Dead pool.

I'm not sure if it's just me, so perhaps if anyone else can clarify, but the pool room in the Montefiore Arms always seems to have an eerie chill about it, doesn't it?
Not to mention the positively creepy light shade over the table, and skin tingling sensation that you're being watched while you play (though to be fair, that could be emanating from other players in the room)!

Am I alone in this thinking?


Sunday 23 November 2014

Something to chase the blues away.

My apologies for not including an example of a Suzuki GSXR750 Slingshot in my last post.


Quite remiss of me!

Saturday 22 November 2014

Two wheel to be true.

I have been getting a hankering of late, after nine years without a motorcycle, to avail myself of a new steed.
Though one more befitting a gentleman of my advancing years than a stupidly powerful, big, green, wrap-around, scary bastard Kawasaki ZXR750, such as my last bike.
Something a little more sitty-uppy and sedate, I was thinking.
But, as ever, fate has decided that sensible doesn't really suit me, so, following a conversation with a friend last week, I agreed to buy his Suzuki GSXR750 Slingshot from him next month. A bike which is possibly slightly more radical than my old ZXR.
I think that finding this photo of me, a couple of days later, while looking for something else entirely, enjoying a track day at Brands Hatch in 2005, may have nailed the lid shut on the matter.