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.

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?

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!

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.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.

Following a few recent expenditures, I'm afraid I've had to tighten my belt a little bit.
As a consequence, I'll be designing my own Christmas cards this year.
Though I do genuinely feel that this adds a little personal love to the message!

Light duties.

When the final fermenting vessel to complete our set finally arrived at the brewery yesterday, we all looked forward to the long, hard slog of getting into place.
Though when our Jon, a genius of lateral thinking, suggested that we fill it with nitrous oxide gas, which is ten times lighter than helium, it suddenly became a one-man job.
In fact, it made such light work of it that once we'd popped it into place and let the gas out of it, we all fell about on the floor, laughing hysterically.

Hats off to you, Think Tank Jon!

Intercontinental Invaders.

Thanks to Steve, Jon and all who were along, for a great night out on Halloween! xxx

Apologies for not being able to include the following photos in the video, but I managed to overwhelm Microsoft Movie Maker with everything you'll see in it.
It showed a lot of promise, that program, but failed in the end.
Please feel free to play with the pictures as you see fit.
Click the link below to watch the video.
 
Intercontinental Invaders