Bill Prawn

Me too. Maybe a time delay getting that far north;)

Yeah Peat, thts right that is:p

I'm still not coming:(

Wel i fink u is just a load off snobz:p

Doh, spot the pillock.

Congratulations Steve to you and your wife. Hope all goes well. And what's with the Silvester vibe? Did I miss something?

That's because it is. Brembos on on the front, J-spec on back. Work very well.

Not a big surprise. He still has a huge job to do this season and next year the MotoGP rules change which will be a massive pull for him to try and win it. His contract with Yamaha does end this year so who knows what bike we'll be on in 2008.

Such as?

It's back:)

Fetched the Soop back yesterday. It has had a respray, skirts and spats fitted and blended, wheels refurbed and front seats upholstered. Some piccies below.

An American tourist in London decides to skip his tour group and explore the city on his own. He wanders around and eventually stops at a pub to try a pint or two of English beer. He continues sight-seeing and after a while, finds himself in a very high class area. Large stately residences... no pubs, no shops, no restaurants, and worst of all... NO PUBLIC TOILETS. He desperately needs to go, after all those pints of beer. He sees a narrow side street with high walls surrounding an adjacent buildings, and decides to use the wall to solve his problem. As he is unzipping, he is tapped on the shoulder by a London bobby who says, "You can't do that here sir!" "I'm very sorry officer," replies the American, "but I really HAVE TO GO, and I just can't find a public toilet." "Ah," said the bobby, "just follow me!" He leads him into the back alley, then along a wall to a gate, which he opens. "In there," points the bobby, "Whiz away sir, anywhere you want." The fellow enters and finds himself in the most beautiful garden he has ever seen. Manicured lawns, fountains, sculptured hedges, and huge beds of gorgeous flowers, all in perfect bloom. Since he has the cop's blessing, he unburdens himself and is greatly relieved. As he goes back through the gate, he says to the bobby, "That was really decent of you. Is that what you call 'British Hospitality?'" "No sir", replied the bobby, "It's what we call the French Embassy."

Tom, Cheers for picking me up on Thursday. The Aristo is vey nice mate. Cheers for keeping me company and the sweets!!!! I hope all was well later on. Took 4 1/2 hours to get back. See you soon. Edited: Sorry too many h's

Cheers for today Tom, I know you needed to be elsewhere. Hope you had a Whiskey on me.

It was worth getting that suspension upgrade;)

that's nowhere then!!!

are you volunteering to help her find out?

The girls start showing off their belly buttons.

Martin, That's one weird picture:blink: But that's more like what it was like before:p

And feel that you are passing through a vortex into which no light can be seen:eyebrows:

Especially at night and in tunnels:D

No a shade darker In fact as black as a black thing that has stood in a bucket of tar and then painted with molasses and sprayed black. Get the idea?

So long as Paul E promises not to sell me anything, I might come along:)

Nah, nah to the pair of you. It will be the blackest black of a black variety, with black in it. In true Fast Show stylee

Not that interesting it's black;)