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Heh 
I remember my dad seeing my bike at first (I'd kept the lessons quiet):
"Oh no, you haven't!"
"Oh no, you're mam will go spare!"
"Hmm, that looks nice, what is it?"
"Oh no, I thought you could only ride a certain size?"
"Oh right. I suppose I could do that"
Poor bugger, he was torn between hating and loving it.
Funnily enough, my mum said, "Ooh, that's nice. It's a pretty colour"
in woman always know how to put you down best: Pretty? PRETTTYY???? It's fuggin WELL HARD!!! 
Anyway, a Very Happy New Year when the time comes lads, and as said above, lookin forwards to my first summer on two wheels and hope to meet some of you at some point.
Slainte Mhor!
I remember my dad seeing my bike at first (I'd kept the lessons quiet):
"Oh no, you haven't!"
"Oh no, you're mam will go spare!"
"Hmm, that looks nice, what is it?"
"Oh no, I thought you could only ride a certain size?"
"Oh right. I suppose I could do that"
Poor bugger, he was torn between hating and loving it.
Funnily enough, my mum said, "Ooh, that's nice. It's a pretty colour"
in woman always know how to put you down best: Pretty? PRETTTYY???? It's fuggin WELL HARD!!! Anyway, a Very Happy New Year when the time comes lads, and as said above, lookin forwards to my first summer on two wheels and hope to meet some of you at some point.
Slainte Mhor!
Edited by hiccy on Sunday 31st December 17:16
hiccy said:
Heh
I remember my dad seeing my bike at first (I'd kept the lessons quiet):
"Oh no, you haven't!"
"Oh no, you're mam will go spare!"
"Hmm, that looks nice, what is it?"
"Oh no, I thought you could only ride a certain size?"
"Oh right. I suppose I could do that"
Poor bugger, he was torn between hating and loving it.
Funnily enough, my mum said, "Ooh, that's nice. It's a pretty colour"
in woman always know how to put you down best: Pretty? PRETTTYY???? It's fuggin WELL HARD!!!
Anyway, a Very Happy New Year when the time comes lads, and as said above, lookin forwards to my first summer on two wheels and hope to meet some of you at some point.
Slainte Mhor!
I remember my dad seeing my bike at first (I'd kept the lessons quiet):
"Oh no, you haven't!"
"Oh no, you're mam will go spare!"
"Hmm, that looks nice, what is it?"
"Oh no, I thought you could only ride a certain size?"
"Oh right. I suppose I could do that"
Poor bugger, he was torn between hating and loving it.
Funnily enough, my mum said, "Ooh, that's nice. It's a pretty colour"
in woman always know how to put you down best: Pretty? PRETTTYY???? It's fuggin WELL HARD!!! Anyway, a Very Happy New Year when the time comes lads, and as said above, lookin forwards to my first summer on two wheels and hope to meet some of you at some point.
Slainte Mhor!
Edited by hiccy on Sunday 31st December 17:16
My dad goes.. "is it a 250"? I reply.. "no a 650" He fiinishes with "bloody hell, I bet that goes some"!!!
Happy new year to all and commiserations to you mate.
Rode the Falco in today since the SV is taking a timeout, waiting for parts after a failed MOT. I finally pulled my finger out and fitted the variobars for commuting comfort. Now the Falco is paying me back for her under use, with a dying battery.
Steve.
Rode the Falco in today since the SV is taking a timeout, waiting for parts after a failed MOT. I finally pulled my finger out and fitted the variobars for commuting comfort. Now the Falco is paying me back for her under use, with a dying battery.
Steve.
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