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
Blogathon 7/14 – fish, water, out of
I do enjoy watching people who have been promoted above their ability, failing to grasp the meaning of the words they are uttering on camera.
Blogathon 6/14 – some consistency needed
My guitar-playing is suffering. No, I don’t mean ‘my neighbours are suffering my guitar-playing”! How rude! I mean that my playing is suffering. I have
Blogathon 5/14 – a long way up (and down)
Bloody hell, I’m completely tired. I’m more tired than a very tired person from a very tired town, in the middle of the tired countryside,
Blogathon 4/14 – a bloody good servicing
Today, just as soon as I’ve finished work, I’m taking a small detour. The VFR has a hot date. She’s going to get serviced to
Blogathon 3/14 – telecommuting
One of the features of my current contract is having to keep in regular contact with a team of specialists, who are based at numerous
Blogathon 2/14 – a political maxim
The late Sir John Harvey Jones (no relation), was one of the most far-sighted industrialists this country has ever produced. His business accumen is legendary;
Blogathon 1/14 – remote apology
To try and avoid being late to this party, and keeping the remarkable Mr Masher company on his annual blogathon pilgrimage, I’m cheating a little.
The Kenny Everett of motorbiking?
I accidentally described this guy – Crumble – as a sort of Alan Partridge. In drawing this comparison I’ve done Crumble a grave disservice. Instead
Random commutage thoughts
This is more an exercise in combined video/audio editing than anything else. I automated the two-part fade on the intro music, and I’m experimenting with
This will bring a tear to your eye
I’m openly weeping. With laughter, obv. (thanks to Beth and James and also to Angry (@nonangrybiker) for pointing this at me via Twitter)
Er, this seems to have happened
Hopefully, she will be delivered next weekend.
Would have gotten away with it too…
… if it wasn’t for that weather. This afternoon I had plans to go not too far from here to look at and sit on
There is no cure for stupidity
Jason Thomas, a 33yo uninsured and disqualified driver from Dudley, West Midlands, collected his three children from school in his Vauxhall Vectra. On the way
Not really making an end of year list
31st December 2013 Lists are popping up on Facebook. And on Twitter. In both Real Life and Virtual Life, there are conversations that mention resolutions.
Go ahead caller, you’re through
I was lounging around in bed, alternating between coughing my lungs out and snatching five-minute dozes to try and make up for the lost sleep
Speaking of slightly suspect video…
I have to see this film when it gets released! It’s got Adolf Hitler, ancient Vikings, Kung Fu, a renegade cop, time travel, and layer
Meanwhile, in another galaxy
I’ve been writing film reviews again. I can’t help it. I’m now conditioned to write film reviews, after all the years of high living that
Boxing Day roadtrip!
On New Year’s Day almost 365 days ago, I took the Bandit down to WsM for a jolly little trip. Today (Boxing Day) I took
It’s simples, simples
Look, it really is very, very simple: It’s ‘there’ or it’s ‘their’ It’s ‘we’re’ or it’s ‘were’ It’s ‘it’s’ or it’s ‘its’ My 16yo daughter
GSXR Recall – What’s that all about then…
Lifted this from Streetbike’s FB page As some of you may be aware, there is a bit of a Suzuki GSXR brake recall going on