Well done, that's a great story. Lovely photos too.
Perhaps the IOW gang will do a write-up of their exploits?
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Well done, that's a great story. Lovely photos too.
Perhaps the IOW gang will do a write-up of their exploits?
bobinski
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First rule of the IoW club;Well done, that's a great story. Lovely photos too.
Perhaps the IOW gang will do a write-up of their exploits?
What happens on the IoW stays on the IofW
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First rule of the IoW club;
What happens on the IoW stays on the IofW
But promise me you will a buy and sport a BKool strip!
bobinski
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Caught ferry. Started ride. Bob complained about knee. Followed Tommy. Got lost. The endWell done, that's a great story. Lovely photos too.
Perhaps the IOW gang will do a write-up of their exploits?
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What ever happened to the days when if you got fed up with your frame you took it to somewhere like Deptford Cycles and had it re-enameled in the colour of your choice and at the same time popped your wheels into Ken Birds for a rebuild with perhaps new hubs or rims, if either indeed needed replacing.
Now its £1.5K plus bicycles in a box every other year delivered in the back of a van and chosen on the infernalnet.
Those were the days.
260 of us in a shoe box..................
AAAC 76C
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And Whorty had a nice chat with an irate motorist
bobinski
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I hear you. I tried 3 local frame builders to get my frame repaired and only one replied. Problem is the damaged area is aluminium not steel or carbon.
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AAAC 76C
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Going back to the motor bike thread I spotted this rather nicely built/restored Rickman/Suzuki T50 in Classic Bike:
and in the very same mag there was an Egli article which included a picture of this Kawasakit Turbo, the very bike I had a picture on my wall of when I was in Germany in the early 80's
So wanted one so that I could pop wheelies behind Porsche on the Autobahns
Mind you the one I had a picture of didn't have the nitros kit fitted but had a turbooil cooler on the tail instead.
and in the very same mag there was an Egli article which included a picture of this Kawasakit Turbo, the very bike I had a picture on my wall of when I was in Germany in the early 80's
So wanted one so that I could pop wheelies behind Porsche on the Autobahns
Mind you the one I had a picture of didn't have the nitros kit fitted but had a turbooil cooler on the tail instead.
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Turns out this is not the one as this was based on the GPZ 1100 and not the Z900. It was called the MRD1 and this is a correct picture, not much difference.
berty bassett
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a shoebox !! you were lucky
i used to have to get up half hour before i went to bed ...............
I fear my fellow cyclists may throw me off the needles first for cheating
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Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chassilier wine, ay Gessiah?
You're right there Obediah.
Who'd a thought thirty years ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Chateau de Chassilier wine?
Aye. In them days, we'd a' been glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
A cup ' COLD tea.
Without milk or sugar.
OR tea!
In a filthy, cracked cup.
We never used to have a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.
The best WE could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, 'Money doesn't buy you happiness.'
'E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to live in this tiiiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.
House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one room, all hundred and twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the floor was missing; we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of FALLING!
You were lucky to have a ROOM! *We* used to have to live in a corridor!
Ohhhh we used to DREAM of livin' in a corridor! Woulda' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.
Well when I say 'house' it was only a hole in the ground covered by a piece of tarpolin, but it was a house to US.
We were evicted from *our* hole in the ground; we had to go and live in a lake!
You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and sixty of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road.
Cardboard box?
Aye.
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o'clock in the morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home, our Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, go to work at the mill every day for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle, if we were LUCKY!
Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing 'Hallelujah.'
But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe ya'.
