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This is cheating!

on December 02, 2006

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I thought that the point of fishing was to stand around for hours getting cold and not actually catching anything.

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Busy

Times have been challenging recently. There's an awful lot of stuff going on in my life, some of it good and some of it bad. Imagine being at a really popular party and standing in the middle of a room packed with dozens of people, all having conversations in pairs and small groups. You can focus in on the occasional thread, but the words come thick and fast and wash over you. That's what it feels like in my head. I know that it's a matter of perception and that helps; the realisation that you still have the same number of hours in each day and you control the thermostat of your activity. Nonetheless, there are times when I fight to supress the urge to do something violently irrational. It's lucky that I'm basically a happy person, isn't it?

Busy Week

Gregorio wins! Originally uploaded by ozzzie . I'm still struggling with time at the moment, so it's been difficult to sit down and write something here. Very soon I'll make some time to list some of my recent escapades, including the excellent trip to the Triumph factory for their free tour. Well actually, the trip wasn't so good (think badly organised rideout with suicidal riders) but the tour was fab.

If you're not a biker, this won't mean much

Kate and I arrived back yesterday from a little jaunt up to Knockhill for the BSB races . We took a day-long ride up, including the Lake District on our route and a few comfort stops along the way. Even(!) the lowlands of Scotland are beautiful and Dumfries is a gorgeous place. I once went deer hunting and trout fishing there - although not simultaneously as it's rather difficult to creep up on a deer with a fishing rod. In fact it's bloody difficult with a high powered rifle that you've just used to punch a neat hole in a practice target at 200 yards. They can smell you. Well, they could smell me anyway. Bambi doesn't like Polo . The A702 is a nice cruising road. It has rolling hills as a backdrop and a good mix of straights and sweeping bends. It's one of those roads that has the kind of visibility that allows you to make good time across country on whilst admiring the scenery with relaxed glances off to the side. On the way home I realised something; I've su...

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