Just another day at the office

Chas & Dave

First Baby Metal, now the East End's finest as support...
Oh my, what a weekend we have in store.

Bucket list fiasco

Well of course, it all made such perfect sense, having dreamed as a 14 year old of riding a Harley Davidson Electroglide through the vast American Mid-West back in that council house in Nottingham.
So without hesitation I booked a Harley on my day off in Vegas and headed out into the desert.
Now then, what is it that we know about the desert? Ah yes, it never rains.
But it seems that Hail Stones aren't included as you can see from the leopard skin pattern bruises I have as a souvenir of riding into a desert hailstorm at 60mph. Confident it would only last a few seconds I pressed on, only to be pelted with ice cubes the size of grapes for a further very long 3 minutes.
If that wasn't enough, the Electroglide proved to be a dreadful machine to ride. Fine on the highway, a total nightmare around town.

Sod this bucket list nonsense...