Sleepless in the saddle

4 of the 105 pictures i got from the weekend at Catton park
it should (and will eventually) be on the abermtb gallery. but on a 24k connection i cant be bothered to wait, these have taken me best part of an hour.
off to sleep, am cooked/mechaniced/photographed/supported out well and truly.
Ace weekend!

pix are backwards btw, so therefore...


First thing sunday morning


Sunday morning, around 3 am


Saturday evening


Saturday afternoon sunshine

Random Spike

"Pigeons"
Tis due to pigeons
That alight
On Nelson's hat
That makes it white.

"The boy stood on the burning deck, whence all but he had fled... Twit"
"Money can't buy friends, but it can get you a better class of enemy."
"All I ask is the chance to prove that money can't make me happy"
"A sure cure for seasickness is to sit under a tree. "
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, get it out with Optrex. "
"Contraceptives should be used on every conceivable occasion."
"How long was I in the army? Five foot eleven."
"I have the body of an eighteen year old. I keep it in the fridge."
"I shook hands with a friendly Arab. I still have my right arm to prove it."
"Education isn't everything, for a start it isn't an elephant"
"I thought I'd begin by reading a poem by Shakespeare, but then I thought, why should I? He never reads any of mine."
"Is there anything worn under the kilt? No, it's all in perfect working order. "
"It was a perfect marriage. She didn't want to and he couldn't."
"I'm having difficulty getting the doctors around here to sign the appropriate form.
on seeking permission to celebrate 80th birthday with 12,000 ft skydive "
"Chopsticks are one of the reasons the Chinese never invented custard. "
"I can't see the sense in it [his honorary CBE] really. It makes me a Commander of the British Empire. They might as well make me a Commander of Milton Keynes - at least that exists."

"I told you I was ill!"


Spike Milligan, Official Leg-End

Defunktion

Defunktion
found through post secret, more thinking.

I ain't scared of lightning

I aint scared of lightning
Come on and do your worst
If they gave degrees
For cheating destiny
Then man
I got a first

No I aint scared of lightning
It's the same old empty threat
I've been standing proud
Beneath the gathering cloud
And man
I ain't dead yet
No I ain't scared of lightning
And thunder never killed
I was born in a summer storm
I live there still
Yeah I was born in a summer storm
I live there still

Tom Mcrae.

Who needs cars?

When my life sorts itself out and settles down as i imgaine it in my head, a few years from now, i can protest against the scum that is the 'automobile', and get me one of these babys to go in my trendy open-plan factory-apartment along side my extensive collection of bikes. the trip to work will never be more fun, satisfying and dry too! AWSUM!!

King Danny Wallace I

A proud new member of Dannny Wallces yet un-named country, Above our flag, and below, links to all sorts of fun. What a genius idea! Its like Britain, only without he bad bits!

www.citizensrequired.com !!!!
Wenesdays, 10:00 on BBC2
Download, The citizenship test, the national flag, the portrait of our wonderous king, The lyrics to the national anthem, the dence moves to the same, and the flyers to spread the good word of our new country!
Incidenty, sed program may appear light hearted, but raises some quite interesting points, this week, immigration controls, whos should be let in a country and why. Next week, security, the nations army, and the consequences of arming a country. Listen up Jeff, i hope ure paying attention.
Long live the King, Huzzah, Huzzah, Huzzah

Kings Chinese, Solihull

Its a taste sensation, its the future!
Chip shop ships, with sweet and sour sauce chinese takeaway stylee
its fantastic, its more than fantastic, its pefect. Kings chinese in Solihull opposite Spoons, its the way to go, listen up Drayton!

Fire Coming Out Of A Monkey's Head

Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain, there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived, their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world, obscured as it was by great clouds.
Here they played out their peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below. To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough.
Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town. They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows. You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind. In time, Strangefolk found their way into the high reaches of the mountain, and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty. By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest. The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things, and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world.
Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly, their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls. Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain. Why was it bringing darkness into their lives? And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain, holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of them up. For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep. And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space.
There were no screams.
There was no time.
The mountain called Monkey had spoken.
There was only fire.
And then,
nothing.