from the Tardis

You've all heard the old saying, well we all grow old. Well we do. It just takes awhile. Lately, that is, after chicken pox, can be fatal at my age, took two weeks and almost killed me, I launched into several non-motorcycle falls, either could have been fatal, then there are crushed ribs (from the already mentioned fall/s), and a bad back that locks up and causes unecessary pain and agony, then to top it off an abdominal abscess that had to be surgically drained and gave me blood poisoning. All this and now the h1n1 influenza is on the loose. So I get the flu jabs each year from now on. I also had a tetanus and dyptheria shot just for the hell of it.

I will start off at this point and try and fill in some adventures I have had during my drole, boring, zzzzzz lifestyle back to when I was a true young unassuming homicdal maniac roaring about the countryside on whatever motorcycle I had at the time. I went through lots of motorcycles. Too many perhaps. I should have a lightning bolt painted down the back of my black leather jacket, I've been so lucky so many times. I shouldnt be here. I should have died over 40 years ago in a terrifying motorcycle accident. I should have died in the crashes and mayhem of those following years. I have had six terrifying motorcycle crashes. Thankfully I didn't die ("nothing went wrong today" syndrome) yet.
Looking back I've had a very good and most enjoyable time of it all, the joys of youth scare me these days, as the motorcycles of today go three times quicker! I would dedicate this site to my dearest departed ones. Way too many funerals. Motorcycling can be dangerous. But dont be afraid. Be prepared to learn the hard way, just dont get killed doing it, that's the hard part. I must post up a copy of Murphys Law in here. Life is a one-off adventure. Try to make it an interesting one! JD