… anything really.
After a cracking Friday evening meal up at the Devils Hole the weekend dawned bright and sunny:
So I spent most of the day working on my bike. It’s a well known fact that any motorbike will be in need of a wash about 30 seconds after you finish washing it. So I spent a good 4 hours with soapy water, polish, brasso and any number of nasty chemicals in bottles to transform my baby from a steaming pile of shite into this shiny vision of loveliness:
Then, aside from a dull moment on Sunday it was a relaxing end to the week with Thai green curry and noodles washed down by lashings and lashings of Riesling.
