Tell us something really trivial about your life Volume 40
Discussion
Excellent work, Magoo, that's a bootiffle rootiffle job well done! 
I bet you're glad you had the Komatsu to give you a helping hand.
Your little corner of Station F is looking good already, I'm impressed, but please take things steady and don't overdo it.
Paua, all this talk of barbies and steaks and red screw-top is making me a tad jealous. But I don't envy your frost report.
Here oop norf (53N), the summer seems to have reverted to the usual format of doomy and glamp grey with a strong westerly blowing a hoolie. Certainly not a day for kilt-clad bikers. The centipedes seem to have scooted off elsewhere also as well to boot.
At least it didn't rain yesterday for the most part if Daughter #2's berfday deliberations, we only had to dash undercover once, and we were careful not to leave the cake out in the rain like Mr Harris did that time in MacArthur Park. Or was it Camelot?
I'm not sure. Anyway, it was Lemon Drizzle ( the cake, I mean, it was not a golden shower ) and it took so long to bake it. I hope I haven't lost the recipe.
42, she was/ is now! A rather significant number in terms of Life, the Universe and Everything, I think you'll agree.
And so here we are again, on another Freitagdàgdayjour, with all of the weekend ahead with all the joy it will bring to us lucky Trivialites.
I do hope the little batlets are doing well, I know that Team _404 will do everything they can for them.
With that, I'll hand you back to the Studio.
GRout.
I bet you're glad you had the Komatsu to give you a helping hand.
Your little corner of Station F is looking good already, I'm impressed, but please take things steady and don't overdo it.
Paua, all this talk of barbies and steaks and red screw-top is making me a tad jealous. But I don't envy your frost report.
Here oop norf (53N), the summer seems to have reverted to the usual format of doomy and glamp grey with a strong westerly blowing a hoolie. Certainly not a day for kilt-clad bikers.
The centipedes seem to have scooted off elsewhere also as well to boot.At least it didn't rain yesterday for the most part if Daughter #2's berfday deliberations, we only had to dash undercover once, and we were careful not to leave the cake out in the rain like Mr Harris did that time in MacArthur Park. Or was it Camelot?
I'm not sure. Anyway, it was Lemon Drizzle ( the cake, I mean, it was not a golden shower ) and it took so long to bake it. I hope I haven't lost the recipe.42, she was/ is now! A rather significant number in terms of Life, the Universe and Everything, I think you'll agree.
And so here we are again, on another Freitagdàgdayjour, with all of the weekend ahead with all the joy it will bring to us lucky Trivialites.
I do hope the little batlets are doing well, I know that Team _404 will do everything they can for them.
With that, I'll hand you back to the Studio.
GRout.
I was out with the brother in law yesterday. We stopped, I went to put the side stand down, it flicked back up and the little peg on the side stand that you use to push the stand down with got trapped up inside my jeans.
My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
Further to my post yesterday...
On my way to my cardiac rehab workout session at the LifeLeisure Centre yesterday, I drove past the moonysipple car park where extensive disruption has been wreaked upon the local road infrastructure for the last six (6) or 7 (seven) weeks with a 3/4 mile 4-way traffic lights controlled single lane for traffic trying to go both ways causing enormous queues that backed up along the main A6.
This was all to lay power cables under the road from the nearest electrickery substation all the way to the car park where they have installed two (two) EV charge points.
When I drove past, the hi-viz gang were busy dismantling the tall mesh screen-fencing sections and loading them onto a couple of flat-bed trucks, revealing the wonderful new sky blue EV Charge Point/PayPoint Box thingies ready for the first eager bEaVers to plug in their i-Cars and pay an extortionate rate for each KwH they use to energise their Bunny Wabbits or give their Lithiums a helping boost towards meltdown or thermal runaway.
I deduce that the interruptions.to our domestic power supply that triggered all the house alarms for miles around happened when the Electrishuns were connecting up the heavy duty power cables at the substation.
It all makes perfect sense now.
Welcome to the Brave New World ofAldous Huxley Net Zero. 
I shall toddle over there in a bit to battle my way past the mile-long queues of Teslas, Ironiqs, I-Queues and Leaves, to get some steps in, take a couple of pics and see if anyone of the local scrotage has nicked the charge point cables to weigh in for their copper content yet.
:sigh:
Carry on rewardless, chasps.
glenrobbo said:
We were rudely awakened twice this morning by temporary power outages triggering our house alarm to go off, and me having to scrabble about bleary-eyed and hobble downstairs to the alarm control panel in the hallway, to enter the code to turn the racket off.
Despite my dotage and confused state, I could still remember the pass code, but without my specs, I couldn't read the bloody numbers on the pushbuttons.
An irate Erin Dawes appeared at the top of the stairs to angrily shout at me to turn it off, because "What will the neighbours say?"
Apparently I was the direct cause of the temporary interruption of our electrical power supply, whilst simultaneously laying fast asleep in my bed.
For some reason I can't fathom, it was obviously all my fault.
And then I had the audacity to repeat it 3/4 of an hour later after drifting off back to sleep.
Mia culpa.
/Men are to blame.
...here is a nupdate:Despite my dotage and confused state, I could still remember the pass code, but without my specs, I couldn't read the bloody numbers on the pushbuttons.
An irate Erin Dawes appeared at the top of the stairs to angrily shout at me to turn it off, because "What will the neighbours say?"
Apparently I was the direct cause of the temporary interruption of our electrical power supply, whilst simultaneously laying fast asleep in my bed.
For some reason I can't fathom, it was obviously all my fault.
And then I had the audacity to repeat it 3/4 of an hour later after drifting off back to sleep.
Mia culpa.
/Men are to blame.
On my way to my cardiac rehab workout session at the LifeLeisure Centre yesterday, I drove past the moonysipple car park where extensive disruption has been wreaked upon the local road infrastructure for the last six (6) or 7 (seven) weeks with a 3/4 mile 4-way traffic lights controlled single lane for traffic trying to go both ways causing enormous queues that backed up along the main A6.
This was all to lay power cables under the road from the nearest electrickery substation all the way to the car park where they have installed two (two) EV charge points.
When I drove past, the hi-viz gang were busy dismantling the tall mesh screen-fencing sections and loading them onto a couple of flat-bed trucks, revealing the wonderful new sky blue EV Charge Point/PayPoint Box thingies ready for the first eager bEaVers to plug in their i-Cars and pay an extortionate rate for each KwH they use to energise their Bunny Wabbits or give their Lithiums a helping boost towards meltdown or thermal runaway.
I deduce that the interruptions.to our domestic power supply that triggered all the house alarms for miles around happened when the Electrishuns were connecting up the heavy duty power cables at the substation.
It all makes perfect sense now.
Welcome to the Brave New World of
I shall toddle over there in a bit to battle my way past the mile-long queues of Teslas, Ironiqs, I-Queues and Leaves, to get some steps in, take a couple of pics and see if anyone of the local scrotage has nicked the charge point cables to weigh in for their copper content yet.
:sigh:
Carry on rewardless, chasps.
Biker's Nemesis said:
I was out with the brother in law yesterday. We stopped, I went to put the side stand down, it flicked back up and the little peg on the side stand that you use to push the stand down with got trapped up inside my jeans.
My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
It's your own fault for not wearing your bicycle clips, BN. My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
How many times have we warned you? Eh?
Edit: It's bad enough you youngsters getting your flares caught up in the chain and crank sprocket of your Chopper.
Or, if you're wearing a kilt, getting your chopper caught up... 
Stop!
Let's not go there, eh?
Edited by glenrobbo on Friday 28th June 12:49
Biker's Nemesis said:
I was out with the brother in law yesterday. We stopped, I went to put the side stand down, it flicked back up and the little peg on the side stand that you use to push the stand down with got trapped up inside my jeans.
My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
Glad you're Ok, can't remember the X5 but recall the X7 was a competitor to the RD250 I had at the time with Allspeed expansion chambers fitted similar to what's on the Yamaha in the pic and they made a lovely metallic racket on full chat. Must say both those bikes are looking in great condition considering their age.My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
Talk about trivial I was taking a gentle stroll around the neighbourhood yesterday and there was a mint Laverda Jota in orange parked outside the cafe and the reg was *** 461S and my old Kawasaki Z650 was *** 460S one digit up and still on the road, can you remember the reg of your first bike?
glenrobbo said:
It's your own fault for not wearing your bicycle clips, BN.
How many times have we warned you? Eh?
Edit: It's bad enough you youngsters getting your flares caught up in the chain and crank sprocket of your Chopper.
Or, if you're wearing a kilt, getting your chopper caught up...
Stop!
Let's not go there, eh?
I did have a Yellow Raleigh Chopper when I was a youngster and also bicycle clips, mother would dispense the appropriate punishment if I got oil on my "Donald's". (trousers)How many times have we warned you? Eh?
Edit: It's bad enough you youngsters getting your flares caught up in the chain and crank sprocket of your Chopper.
Or, if you're wearing a kilt, getting your chopper caught up... Stop!
Let's not go there, eh?
As for the chopper getting caught!
Biker's Nemesis said:
I was out with the brother in law yesterday. We stopped, I went to put the side stand down, it flicked back up and the little peg on the side stand that you use to push the stand down with got trapped up inside my jeans.
My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
Knowing your history, part of me desperately wants to make fun of you but the other part of me has decided discretion is the better part of valour. Glad it wasn't a moving one mate.My left leg was then trapped along side the bike as it ever so gently lent over then I met the grass at a funny angle.
First time in 42 years of road riding and around 50 years of riding bikes.
I was up like a shot. Looked at the in law and he just said "tit" with a rather dead pan expression.
Today is mostly
due to other people being mardy. If i was lucky enough to win a Million quid on the lottery, i could pay off all my debts, chuck a metric fut ton into an account for a rainy day and then....then i could go get a job with less stress and that is more fun, like driving the golf ball collecting tractor at a driving range.Or
standing checking peoples receipts at the local Trivco*
* bit like Costco but they sell so much more Trivia
slopes said:
Knowing your history, part of me desperately wants to make fun of you but the other part of me has decided discretion is the better part of valour. Glad it wasn't a moving one mate.
I could go get a job with less stress and that is more fun, like driving the golf ball collecting tractor at a driving range.
Or standing checking peoples receipts at the local Trivco*
* bit like Costco but they sell so much more Trivia
Slopes old boy, anyone can say anything, I am honestly not bothered about having my leg pulled, although not to hard as you know what will happen.I could go get a job with less stress and that is more fun, like driving the golf ball collecting tractor at a driving range.
Or standing checking peoples receipts at the local Trivco*
* bit like Costco but they sell so much more Trivia
I may try something like you have suggested for the boring winter months, give me a badge and a hat and I'll be happy.
Bobberoo said:
Back and legs gym session done, I'm currently wadling around like I s
t myself.
Went to see dad after the gym, he's having one of his off days, very argumentative, slightly aggressive with the staff, kept seeing people who weren't there, apparently he was worse last night.
I was like that yesterday after a day at work the previous day.t myself.Went to see dad after the gym, he's having one of his off days, very argumentative, slightly aggressive with the staff, kept seeing people who weren't there, apparently he was worse last night.
Sorry to hear about your Father, I do not remember all the details but your Father sounds a bit like mine was.
Biker's Nemesis said:
Bobberoo said:
Back and legs gym session done, I'm currently wadling around like I st myself.
Went to see dad after the gym, he's having one of his off days, very argumentative, slightly aggressive with the staff, kept seeing people who weren't there, apparently he was worse last night.
I was like that yesterday after a day at work the previous day.t myself.Went to see dad after the gym, he's having one of his off days, very argumentative, slightly aggressive with the staff, kept seeing people who weren't there, apparently he was worse last night.
Sorry to hear about your Father, I do not remember all the details but your Father sounds a bit like mine was.
Bobberoo said:
Thanks BN, a couple of years of thinking he's deteriorating but him telling me everything's ok and doing a very good impression of coping, then in October he declined very quickly, ended up in hospital, in and out of hospital for three months losing a bit more of him each time until just after Christmas he was diagnosed with an aggressive form of dementia, he's now permanently in care in a specialist dementia and nursing home.
At least he's in a decent place to get whatever care can be administrated.spikeyhead said:
Bobberoo said:
Thanks BN, a couple of years of thinking he's deteriorating but him telling me everything's ok and doing a very good impression of coping, then in October he declined very quickly, ended up in hospital, in and out of hospital for three months losing a bit more of him each time until just after Christmas he was diagnosed with an aggressive form of dementia, he's now permanently in care in a specialist dementia and nursing home.
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