Dr Ferrari's Camper Van (off-topic discussion)

15 years off the cigarettes today! I had my last one at 2pm on Saturday 30th August 1997.

(Princess Diana died later that night in Paris)

Something new, something different. Looks promising

I'll just leave this here:
http://www.okcenemies.com/post/25137276921

First picture emerges of Andy Carroll en-route to Upton Park..

RT66 wrote: »

Aston Martin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UxcAeLo-naE

When I'm in power I'm going to outlaw these car company bikes.

hardCopy wrote: »

"Limited to just 77 pieces"

Do they mean a production run of only 77 bikes, or the bike uses 77 components?

Either way, meh

if you crash it, it end up in 77 pieces maybe ?

CramCycle wrote: »

9.5kg, the only extra its got is a built in edge 500 with a larger screen sans GPS,

Lightens the wallet by 40 grand or so though...

KevIRL wrote: »

Got a giggle from this one

Last minute transfer deadline day news

Liverpool set to sign Korean midfield starlet Fa Kin Noo Won

However Spurs have beaten them to his higher rated brother Every Fa Kin Won.

lol

I am sorry for your diagnosis, however I spat my brekky all over the place when I read that.

My shingles and I went for a ride today. It was our first outing on the bike since being formally introduced - prior to them being introduced to me as "shingles" by the GP, we co-habitated and co-cycled for a week, perhaps longer, under the generic name of "annoying feckin pain". They've kept me off the bike for a week at this stage and my sanity required that I get a spin in. I opted for a short local ride in case I had to head for home early, so for better or worse I decided to try some hill repeats on Killakee Road.

'Twas all going as well as could be expected, with shingles kicking me in the ribs and lung frequently, when I rounded a bend to see an SUV stopped on my side of the road. There was a stench of burning rubber (ah, the smell of burning car tyres from the bonfires of my youth!), and a lot of smoke. The smoke was coming from under the bonnet of the SUV. I'm not a car person, but I'd take that to be a bad sign. With shingles tickling my ribs and the reek of burning rubber in my lungs, I went past and up the hill.

Having completed my first interval I came back down a few minutes later to find that having killed their car, they'd moved it into the entrance to a driveway just off the road. The burning stink was less than it was but still lingered horribly. I went up and down past the car carcass several more times. It was a 2012 registered Hyundai, probably not the cheapest car in the world to have to repair, I still can't figure out how they burnt it out on what is a short section of steep-ish road.

Anyway, on the way up past it for one of my intervals, as my shingles were enthusiastically and gleefully helping to push my lungs out to hang over the handlebars, I heard a voice in an American accent ask "What street is this?". I have no idea if the question was directed at me, I was staring at my front hub slowly rotating at the time. My shingles, being a bit anti-social, suggested replying with "eh, Fooked Engine Road, I believe, hur hur". I briefly considered making my own sarcastic reply of "Poorly Timed Question Road, wha'!", but decided that the sarcasm might have been lost in a wave of vomit, so instead I said nothing and just trudged on. Welcome to Ireland, please dispose of your rubbish car sensibly.

iv not gone near 200km since i got back from pyrennes, taken to tennis now instead. was doing about 300km a week before.