aj wrote:.
ok.... i've tried several times to sort out the pics from spain and every time i've had to give up...
the episode on the way back has distressed me more than i ever thought it would...
i've even given serious thought to selling the
and giving up bikes...
yes i know some one will find this funny and have a laff at my expense but you
need to know why the pics and a narrative have not been forthcoming
apologies... one day perhaps
regards
aj
Piss-taking aside for one moment and I mean just a moment
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to read the above post.
Can't begin to imagine what it's like, being stuck with some cnut abroad....hmmmpph..........wheeeee......................phnort.............hold it in please....oh fook.....
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Cough, that's better. Sorry about that, thought I was gonna lose it for a minute. There, as I was saying, must've been bloody awful if you feel this bad. No names. no packdrill, but have you ridden with this fellow before?..I mean, how well do you know him for it to turn so fekkin pear shaped? Be honest with yourself....was it something you did or said, that caused this bloke to behave like he did? Wha'eva; put it down to a bad decision that you made in going abroad with him, slap yasself for not knowing better, put the trip behind you and move on. It's all you can do.
I have 17 fekkin pages of diary notes from a cross France trip with a fekkin bloke that I wanted to kill and bury in a shallow grave anywhere between Calais and Cannes. I always intended to tidy them up and post it as a Travelogue but am still traumatised by the whole trip and cannot bring myself to read them yet. Some of it very traumatic and a lot of it fekkin hilarious....which leads me to my last question in this post....when whoever of you invited the other to go on this Spanish trip with them, did whoever that was asked, reply with another question, specifically...."what's the catch?"