Well what a night that was..so many gold medalsit was just brilliant, the “Golden Girl” did what the media demanded..well done Jess! So much power from such a little lass.
A skinny shiny smiling black man by the name of Mo Farah capped of the night in style for Team GB, though Im not sure what part of him is English. Mo burnt the opposition away in the “Hundred mile dash” hat said and done we finally we have a winner in a GB shirt after such a very long time. A million thanks to the American Galen Rupp who came second. He is Mo’straining partner in the U.S and I think he protected him from the dirty Ethiopian duo who tried their best to trip him up in the early stages.
A great leap from Mr Rutherford got him a gold medal in the long jump, the first for GB since nineteen naught blob. Well done that man. Three HUGE cheers for the ginga chap!
The mens football team did their usual trick and lost on penalties AGAIN…No upset there then, Perhaps the F.A should fine the overpaid wankers £10.000 every time they missed? Fookin useless!!
On the water down there at Weymouth in the sea we won another gold in the sailing dingy class Well done that man he is now elevated to super stardom, and his verbal challenge to the Danish boater who had beaten him all week The last race was bordering on cheating… I loved his gritted statement / warning to him…”Don’t make me mad..you won’t like it!” What better riposte than to snatch the gold medal from Scandi man.
Well done too to the glum jock Andy Murray for finally beating his bogeyman Federer of Switzerland to grad a gols medal and getting another medal in the mixed doubles..what does it take for him to laugh?
Well today we went for a spin on MISTRESS MABLE II in brilliant sunshine, we rode over to Breighton airfield to have a look at the fly-in, but we didn’t really fit in, the hundred or so visitors there already looked very “anoracki” and were plonked in front of Zafira‘s with tripods holding camo cameras worth thousands of pounds, we didn’t think the admission price wasnt good either, according to the nervous nerd on the gate you had to join the club for £25 after that it was free he thought, we drove up looked around turned around and left. I love aircraft, Breighton housed a dozen civilian aircraft, fab and extrememly historic that they were I just didn’t like the arrangement.I would sooner ride the extra 100 miles down to Duxford, spend a night away and enjoy exactly what I like, Duxford after all is the biggest in Europe in what it does!
We rode off towards Selby and settled for a visit to Great Houghton near Middlesbrough about sixty miles away and a cuppa at Julius parents. We dodged the storm showers nicely and strutted our stuff in the Howardian Hills! The rat run from Helmsley to Stokesley on the fantastic B1257 was blighted by caravans and circus vehicles (there was a steam rally at nearby Pickering) we had the slowest run ever on this road. After the visit we returned along the same road and after making sure we were in front of some sunday drivers at the beginning of the run we had fun. Thats an understatement! If I could ride this road once a month I would never wish for anything else. Even on the wing we rode the white line ranging from 60 to **mph. It’s such a wonderful road!
We only ran into one huge shower near York which soaked us and turned our B road into a river. Once at York we hit the sunshine and the A64 to the Selby turn off onto the A19 then hit the afterburners to zoom across the countryside all the way to Thorne. We could see angry dark purple clouds approaching from our right but managed to reach home in the dry.
An hour later the TV went on the blink as the rain came. Did somebody say that digital was the way forward? Something that they forgot to add …its brill only in the dry! When it rains hard we always lose the signal. SKY TV it seems is actually a load of bollix and perhaps only perfect in Australia and America where it never rains..my arse!