[COLOR="#EE82EE"]I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
Marilyn Monroe[/COLOR]
oh yea happened a while ago now funny looking back. hairy close at the time
rory
Me (right) wife and daughter Left, wifes's sister (centre...with the white frock on).......brother (next to me........at their wedding)
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Nikkita...the reason I breathe in and out every day!
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Work/play........can never decide which it is (I'm NOT driving this day.........you'll be pleased to hear!)
Yeah......seen it done it filled the plastic bags with it countless times at RTA's. I actually did my bike test not long after I qualified as a fireman......the day after I passed my bike test....wouldn't you know it...went to an RTA involving a guy who came off a Hiyabusa (1200 miles on the clock, wearing FLIP_FLOPS......shell suit trousers and a t-shirt............that greasy stripe is how we found which hedge he was in! He lived too!1(Minus one foot, the other lower leg and half an arm!
Sorry to see you copped one there Rory, i trust your recovered, a bit of incoming mail with a heavy stamp!!!
lol yes it was heavy alright dave, and im ok now thanks
rory
I had an RTA to go to and we couldnt find the rider of a Goldwing until one of the guys looked up and there he was ,wrapped around the branches of a tree 15 feet up, we could only see his boots sticking out from the foilage, he had nothing but scratches and basically walked away without serious injury, until he was being helped down the firemans ladder , slipped and broke his ankle when he landed on the concrete pavement, we had a laugh but the bike was buggered
The gates of hell were opened and we accepted the invitation to enter" 26/880 Lance Sgt, Edward Dyke. 26th Bn Northumberland Fusiliers , ( 3rd Tyneside Irish )
1st July 1916
Thought shall be the harder , heart the keener,
Courage the greater as our strength faileth.
Here lies our leader ,in the dust of his greatness.
Who leaves him now , be damned forever.
We who are old now shall not leave this Battle,
But lie at his feet , in the dust with our leader
House Carles at the Battle of Hastings
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