That's about the time I was working out of Swindon, and I thought it was okay at the time although I didn't spend a lot of time there. Now it seems to be inhabited by drunken mongs.
Just thinking back I was working out of Swindon from 1989 to 1992 (I was based up north but worked for a company who's head office was based in Groundwell, Swindon). I used to spend two or three days a week there. I effectively handed in my notice and left the company in the middle of a meeting when I got up from the board room table, told my then boss he was a complete idiot and his policies and strategies were the work of a mong and would never work in a month of Sundays. I then picked up all my stuff, put it into my briefcase and walked out of the room leaving my boss and everyone else in the meeting open mouthed. I then jumped in my car, switched off my mobile, and drove back north. I did have another job to go incidentally, but that meeting and my boss's inherent stupidity made my decision an easy one. :smile: It doesn't feel that long ago. Ps. My (ex) boss was bulleted about six weeks later. He was soon found out
Went to the travel agents to try and get some ideas for a holiday next year. Fancy California, not been to the US for over 20 years and the wife has never been. Got to decide on either a fly drive, fly drive with pre-booked hotels or organised coach tour with tour guide? What would you do?
wouldn't trap myself on a coach prefer to do what I want when I want but then I've always been antisocial
Coach? You're a biker for God's sake! An individualist! You can't go on a coach! Hire a car and wing it. It'll be far more unpredictable and interesting. Maybe even hire a bike (a Hardly...) for a few days. Great plan! Do a Hunter S Thompson trip from LA to Vegas in an outrageous convertible ("We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold"). PS: if you haven't yet read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, make sure you do before your holiday. It will have you cackling with glee in any case.
I've spent the evening playing in our band. There is a sort of open evening thing for the studios where we have our rehearsal room and we are required to play in front of people (gulp). This is frightening. We've never played in front of more than about 3 people. We need to have at least 20 mins of together shit by Oct 5th, so practice it is. Bear in mind that most of the other inhabitants of the rehearsal rooms are either middle-aged guys who've been playing for the past 40 years, or, more usually, obscenely talented kids of about 18 who will blow us into the weeds. Looks like we are on a hiding to nothing. We don't need to be good, just not embarrassingly awful so that we have to don false beards every time we use our room to avoid recognition. Ah well. Nothing like a little stress to make you improve.
Yes Manchester road was the red light district ! I lived next road up for a bit but had real problems with peeping toms! I moved to Old town and loved it .. Good pub and biking to Avesbury was always a fav of mine
Ex moved out yesterday... :frown: Wake to an empty house at 7? Decide to make an early start, rain coming in for tomorrow and I can deep-clean the house then. Tidy some stuff, make breakfast, feed the cats - make breakfast - stuffing myself at the mo then off the Riders, Bristol for their Ducati day? Free pizza from 11am, plus free demo rides every hour? :biggrin: Going to have a blip on the Multi, maybe even the Diavel? Rode the Pani last time but it brings out Bad Darren and I fear for my licence... Should be good! :biggrin:
So far today I woke at 4.30am and couldn't sleep so I got up and made a cup of tea. I then watched Shameless, Anger Management and Mrs Browns Boys (sky plussed), then fell asleep on the sofa or 40 mins. Then I went back to bed and slept till 15 mins ago. i hate insomnia
We argue about stupid stuff, always a flashpoint situation? A clash of egos... still miss her? Got quite used to seperate rooms and having the quilt to myself but now its September Im fkn freeeeeezing! :frown:
Fly drive ever time. its near impossible to get lost in the US (although I've only ever done the east coast). Remember the first time I went to the USA, picked up the hire car with 400 miles on the clock, returned it 8 days later with 3000. This impressed the guy on the desk, what I didn't tell him was the fact it was parked up in Philadelphia for four of those days while I drove a mates old Camaro to Maryland and back...
Tell me about it, I've suffered with it now for over 5 years... though when your day can be over 72 hours long you can get a lot of things done
