Sorry I did not make the last meeting… Steve and myself went to Sammy Miller Italian Bike Day on 17th August lovely weather.
Regrets, I will not be there Wednesday, as I shall be in Rome…
I shall not make as well as I will be in Sardina splendido.
Unfortunately I won’t be there either. I’ll be in Essex, not quite as glamorous as Rome or Sardinia.
Been there, got the t-shirt
You obviously haven’t visited the Costa Clacton! ![]()
I’ll put it on my bucket list ![]()
Fartage town, when he is there ![]()
Technically, he doesn’t own a property there. (Do you know there isn’t a Pinochio emoji)
His lady friend just purchased a house there for something like 850K.
Oh yes there is
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I think there were questions about how his lady friend could afford an £850k house.
You’re right Chris, when I search emojies for lies I get a Pinochio face.
Not quite as good as the real thing. Here is my Cali in Collodi.
Lovely bike,
Week tomorrow at the Wagon & Horses. Anybody going?
Unfortunately I’m away, so I can’t be there. I couldn’t make last months and I dont know who if anyone turned up.
Should be there for November meet., last one before Christmas!
Steve and me going.
Sorry I have to cancel not exactly bike weather.
Pity I wont be there. I wanted to hear how the Mandello trip went. See you next month God willing.
As usual, I am unlikely to be there ![]()
Meh,
Took the BMW, only the hem of my jeans got wet because my oilies had ridden up a bit.
Of course when I got home & took my boots off, my socks got wet, but, hey, I’m inherently waterproof…
and the jeans and socks went in the tumble dryer.
(The Guzzi deserves good weather!)
my last ride to kent i had the opposite problem, dressed for ireland and sweating like a pig because you actually have sunlight there.
my other experience was the m25… how does anyone use that in a car, it was horrendous. barely usable on a bike, thankfully filtering is a thing.
John Betjeman, the poet laureate that saved the glorious St Pancras from the f%%%wits who wanted to knock it down, remarked that Norfolk is cut off on three sides by the sea and on the fourth, by British Rail.
Likewise, Kent is surrounded by sea, and on the fourth (well, given it’s basically triangular, third) side by the Department of Transport.
The irony…

