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Saturday, 22 May 2010


GJ is entering sa troisieme age... His Third Age. He's going through the Male Menopause, if you will...

And thusly, I find ourselves spending time, on t'Internets, looking at motorbikes and their ilk, and bargaining against others of the same persuasion...

Whither road-sense?

Whither value for money?

Whither my Edwardian dressing table, you may well ask?!

More laters, me bloggy Shredded Wheats!





Ciao Bellas!

6 comments:

saz said...

third age? nah, l thought third age was 70's???? am l wrong, am l third age then??? nah??? you jest...
saz x

Chairman Bill said...

Been there and done it. Nearly ended up as roadkill. Did my back the world of ill.

French Fancy said...

I somehow can't see you in leather and a helmet clinging on at the back - more like lace and velvet reclining on a chaise longue.

xx

Moannie said...

Nasty, dangerous, noisy things...and the bikes are pretty awful too. Still, could be worse I suppose-they usually, and misguidedly turn to DIY.

ArtistUnplugged said...

Lord's way of challenging a man's wisdom I believe.

Derrick said...

Hi Fhina,

You could always persuade him to get a sit-on mower instead!

Something I wrote earlier...

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