Paging Platy

Or anyone else who knows his address. Can someone email me it please so
I can find where I'm going tonight?

 

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Thinking of going?

 

Working this afternoon

 

Because you're a ****.

Simpering won't cut it, either.

 

Seriously, the whole of ukrm was invited.

 

Bit late for a 3 hour drive sadly, and I've been offered pleasant
diversion.
Try not to kill anyone in the 'chair Andy!

 

There's a possibility I might be there thoug h it depends on how my cold
works out over the next few hours. T has already asked if Fr. Tourettes
will be there again to teach Horse some more new words

 

I've just started work. If it's not bad enough that I'm working on a
Saturday night, I've got to head to Slough around midnight and won't be
home til about 7am.

I'll put up with a lot of shit for a week and a half's pay in one night.

 

However you missed a real treat; it's an absolute delight to be reminded
how many utterly charming and traffic-stoppingly beautiful women post to
or are closely associated with UKRM.

Pointing and laughing at Bonwicks outfit also made it worth the trip.

 

I've got to dash off to a job this afternoon so we left before
breakfast was served.

Platy had a quick whiz around the block, described it as a deathtrap
and seemed genuinely shocked that I'd managed to get there.

 

It was ok until it got a gust of wind under the chair at about 80mph
on the M4 and started to go for the armco, at that point I remembered
everything Sweller had warned me about and considered jumping off.

Adie seems to have decided that additional life insurance cover for me
is a good way to be able to retire early and still refuses to go in
the chair. That's ok because someone seems quite interested in being
co-pilot on our little expedition and I'm quite happy to sit in the
chair drinking beer and let him get on with it.

The ride to Thornbury was like being teleported back to the '70s when
evil handling bikes were normal and almost every corner was an
adventure. By the time I arrived home at lunchtime today I was quite
used to it and was starting to deliberately poke the proverbial stick
in its ribs and laugh at the bastard.

I'm finding myself thinking about who I know who's owned an outfit and
wondering why I ever bothered. Apologies to anyone missed off but
you'll have to get over it...

Me
Burnt
Tog
Ged
Hog
Sweller
Gyp
Pip/Ellie
Marc Donovan
Otter
Steve Loukes (not met him yet but he's on the trip)
Platy

It's not good is it?

 

What's your point? you enjoyed it or you didn't?

I come back to my original expectation that road Sidecars are fine up to
about 50. In the era they were conceived that was realistic.

 

Bonwick and myself had a similar conversation; most sidecars would be
fine strapped to a BSA 250, where we go wrong is to strap them to
something modern, tall, heavy and (ralatively) fast.

 

Bollocks.

 

OK, you can strap a sidecar to a modern, tall, heavy, fast bike as long
as the sidecar is big and wide and the ballast takes an active part

 

And nutters race them at three times that speed. Eek.

 

Hmmm... if I were the ballast, I'd be a lot happier if the rider had a
better idea of where the sidecar wheel was.

I've seen some locally-made sidecars[0] making significant progress
along a more involving section of the A68, seemed to be much faster than
that video.


[0] Merlin Coachworks, http://www.merlinsidecars.co.uk/