Get struck down with the flu Have rivers of snot pouring out of both nostils Buy industrial quantities of paracetamol, ibuprofen and lemsip Carry on
Category: Stuff
Politics: dead to me now
Well that’s it. I’m done with any kind of an interest in British politics. The reason? Maria Miller MP Maria Miller has a home in
T-Minus 10
Find European power adaptor Find spare phone charger Find spare phone battery Pick up new leathers
T-Minus 11
Check passport Check insurance for Europe Fix the EU sticker to the rear numberplate Print insurance documents Print ferry booking
Traces of nut (and genius)
It’s not too often that someone does something for fun – as a kind of hobby – and in doing so he crosses a few
¿Euro tour con el Daytona, tal vez?
This could be the outwards route: And this could be the return:
On yer bike?
While I was sitting at one of Coventry’s many sets of roadwork-related traffic lights, yesterday evening, I started thinking about taking some time off from
True comedy
So you know Michael McIntyre and the Michael McIntyre Comedy Road Crash? Well. I wonder if the Michael McIntyre Comedy Road Crash will be this
Just stuff…
Very interesting day today in Westminster, with the London office of the people I’m currently working for. Learned loads, and made progress on a big
Eight lives left
I’ve watched this SMIDSY six times. I still have no words. Apart from the thought that the driver needs to lose her licence on the
A very quick way up
Not long before I filmed the hairy mountain descent on Saturday afternoon, I did the inevitable and obvious pull up the mountain. But I didn’t
A very long way down
Yesterday I did a 220-mile round-trip on the Daytona. In a nutshell, I went to Wales to stand on top of a very drafty mountain,
Monday evening goodness
I don’t know what it is about the start of the working week, but at about 7.30pm every Monday evening I hit a huge energy
Pie and mashup (1)
Don’t ask
How to write good, motorbiking, moving
I stole this off of the Twitter: And I made this earlier today and then put it on the YouTubes: Hasn’t it been an awesome
Sometimes I don’t get the insurance industry
This started a few weeks ago when I was looking to insure the Daytona The facts: I’ve owned/ridden bikes for more than 20 years I’ve
Blogathon 28/14 – end of an error
Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November All the rest have 31, Except for February because it’s an awkward bastard Tomorrow is 1st March
Blogathon 27/14 – lunatics/asylum
Just when you think the people at the top couldn’t get any more stupid… In October this year (2014) the DVLA are going to stop
Blogathon 26/14 – swearage
My commute, when it’s not snowing, frosted/icy, or chucking rain down in buckets, is the VFR. Normally my commutes are fun, but uneventful. Today, for
Blogathon 25/14 – fed up
This weekend is full. And, as a result, so shall I be. On Saturday I’m off to see the lovely Ash of Fervent Arts Company,
Blogathon 24/14 – getting touched up
The VFR has some stone-chip damage on her nose. It is not serious, but it is there and it will, inevitably, cause flaking, over time.
Blogathon 23/14 – altered images
Earlier this evening I copied a load of helmetcam video on to the laptop from the Drift HD Ghost. I’ve just had a quick flick
Blogathon 22/14 – miles to go before I zzzz
It’s been a full day. I’m in bed, falling asleep, but determined to get this post out to maintain Feb blogathon solidarity with Mr Masher.
Blogathon 21/14 – celebrating/not celebrating
I can’t help noticing, amongst the plethora of new rules for the 2014 F1 season, is this little gem: A winning driver may now perform an
Blogathon 20/14 – back
On Saturday morning I woke up with a bad back. That simple. I’d done nothing to antagonise my back; I have been doing no heavy/awkward
Blogathon 19/14 – glutton for punishment
Not content with enduring London today, I’m due back down there on Saturday. The weather looks promising (well it does at the moment), and I
Blogathon 18/14 – commuting differences
Today I commuted on the VFR. When I got to work I hopped off the bike and did a little dance and didn’t stop smiling
Blogathon 17/14 – changing perspective
My commute to work this morning took two hours longer than usual. Those two hours were spent sitting on the M6, listening to heavy rock
Blogathon 16/14 – Corby facts
On the way to Rockingham Raceway today (and what a glorious – but bitterly cold – day it was), we passed through the industrial little
Blogathon 15b/14 – new toy
I have pushed the boat not so much as ‘out’, as ‘a little way from the jetty and then pulled it back in again’. I
Blogathon 15a/14 – A motovlog retrospective
I was cruising through some of the YouTube channels I watch when the mainstream TV is rubbish (as it usually is), when I came across
Blogathon 14/14 – redirection
It’s too easy, on this dark and stormy winter night, to get sucked in to what doesn’t matter. And too easy to overlook what does
Blogathon 13/14 – a run out on two wheels?
I think I’m close to getting the two-wheeled version of stir crazy. I can’t remember the last time I sat on one of the bikes,
Blogathon 12/14 – it’s all good harmless fun
I love the amazing source of information that The QI Elves (@qikipedia – sorry if you’re not on the Twitter) share with us. I spent this lunchtime amazing
Blogathon 11/14 – lights, camera, bugger
The Video Shorts project I’ve been working on has hit an interesting snag. I’d sketched out a background for the scene (it’s a series of
Blogathon 10b/14 – don’t look now
Now that the mornings (and evenings) are gradually getting lighter, I’ve been recording my trips to/from work. This is last Monday morning’s trip down on
Blogathon 10/14 – don’t look now
I stole this video clip from FB. The video just emphasises that sometimes, when you’re out in your car, whatever is going to happen to
Blogathon 9/14 – bike comparisons
The first grown-up bike (now there’s an interesting philosophical discussion point) I had was a 1,000cc Laverda Jota. I bought it in Germany, almost as
Blogathon 8/14 – the mail must not get through
(with apologies to Wells Fargo) When I moved in to this house it had been empty for a month. I’d been in the house less