OMG Chesh that brought back a memory.......
We used to meet at small cafe. it had a long straight leading up to it. Sid had his first bike........a 175 BSA Bantam. He screwed every ounce of power out of it as he approached the cafe and then changing down, as he got nearer, it went............ ying ting ting ting........ying ting ting ting. He got christened Ying ting, even when he graduated to a 650 Road Rocket.
Chesh on a serious note........I got diagnosed with PD on a Wednesday last year, the very next day I had to see a Urologist about some high blood counts. They suggested prostate cancer. At that point I touched bottom.
I had to go to Ireland the following week, so it was a while before I got those results. While in Ireland I thought to hell with it and had a damned good time. Guinness never tasted so good.
As it turned out the cancer scare was unfounded. I have another biopsy due in about 3 weeks just before I go to Cornwall as a follow up.
Chesh we aint gonna die from PD, we might look like a reject from a rock and roll competition at some point, but that's down the line a bit, so no point worrying. Today Guinness.......tomorrow......f*** it.
Live now, laugh now, remember now.......at the end of the day we all gotta die of something......but not today.
PS I see you walk and love Scotland. My walking is now limited........but.....there's more than one way to f*** a pig than wi butter, as they say round here. I got on a coach and went on a package tour to Fort William a couple of months ago.
Was it good? Your too damn right it was. Short spells of walking with tours round beautiful scenery in the coach. OK it's not what we used to do, but its better than sitting around with a finger up yer bum. Met some ace characters had some good laughs and Mrs Morph enjoyed it too.
Food was excellent, 4 free drinks per person per night, entertainment and a great crowd. It was do as you please at all times.
It's all down to compromise.......that's the key word Chesh.