On Friday I was this close (places fingers very closely together) to taking the 'Blade up to Birmingham. The weather was pretty good and by the time I left work, all resemblance of rush hour traffic has disappeared so the bike would have been brilliant, however, I'd elected for the car because the forecast said the weather for Sunday (today) was going to be iffy. Well, this morning it chucked it down, but by the time I left, the roads were dry and the riding would have been pretty good. Maybe next time. Saying that, the last time I rode to Birmingham, some scumbag nicked my Kawasaki.
Anyway, with the iPod (other MP3 devises are available) playing away on the motorway home, I saw loads and loads of bikes, all luggaged up, possibly, or more likely probably, heading for two weeks on the Isle of Man. I really must commit myself and get over to the Island, but next year could be quite crowded as World Ducati Week returns to 2016. Not too sure how work would feel if I took four weeks off, over two months. Oh well, don't ask, don't get I suppose.
Anyway, with the iPod (other MP3 devises are available) playing away on the motorway home, I saw loads and loads of bikes, all luggaged up, possibly, or more likely probably, heading for two weeks on the Isle of Man. I really must commit myself and get over to the Island, but next year could be quite crowded as World Ducati Week returns to 2016. Not too sure how work would feel if I took four weeks off, over two months. Oh well, don't ask, don't get I suppose.
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