Lurk no longer

[Brickie]

Evening everybody. Long time lurker now unable to "get out more" I thought I'd chance my arm and see quite how sarky you all are. It'll be a pleasure I'm sure

I'm a more/less lifelong (serial) rider of various BMW Ks and currently ride a k1100rs. I know but someone has to, honestly they're under-rated. I also have an ancient AJS trials bike and a few tractors, if you are spotting a theme.

I'm currently enjoying the tender ministrations of a local chemotherapist hence more time for this and less for,er, that. One day all good things come to an end.

Cheers to all (and no, I can't drink either)

[Count Steer]

Hello, good evening, and welcome.

No sarky folk here, no siree.

[Noggin]

Helloooo

Good luck with the chemo

Most are pretty sarky but all have good hearts (you kinda gotta dig for some of them!!)

Have fun, careful not to poke the bear to much (not telling which/how many bears)

[KungFooBob]

So that's where the stink of piss was coming from!

[Count Steer]

So that's where the stink of piss was coming from!

Says the man with a BMW.

[KungFooBob]

So that's where the stink of piss was coming from!

Says the man with a BMW.

Yeah, but those 1100RS's are extra stinky, both K and R's

[Le_Fromage_Grande]

So that's where the stink of piss was coming from!

Says the man with a BMW.

He's also got a pink Suzuki

[weeksy]

Welcome.

No beer then, how about a cheese and pineapple hedgehog?

[Count Steer]

Welcome.

No beer then, how about a cheese and pineapple hedgehog?

Slight variation?

[Skub]

Evening fella. If you've been lurking you'll know very well who the twunts are,but for a few extra well placed quid you can be allowed to delete their posts and suspend their collective arses.

That's the arrangement I have anyway.

All the very best for the future with your health issues.

[mangocrazy]

Well done for fronting up and outing yourself to the collective. We'll be gentle with you (said no-one, ever)...

Best of luck with the shitty chemo. Commiserations for that and for the enforced removal of alcohol.

I've never really 'got' BMWs but they've earned my grudging respect for the way that an ex-plod friend of mine rides them.

Start putting yourself about a bit...

[Horse]

Helllooooooooo!

[Brickie]

Ref cheese n pineapple hedgehog: find anything ever look less appetising?

And as for stinking of piss, its vomit mainly, and diarrhoea . I'd own up to that.

Thanks for your words of welcome

[Count Steer]

Ref cheese n pineapple hedgehog: find anything ever look less appetising?

Oh, they're not for eating! It's an international symbol of friendship 'cos it's a 'no-longer spiky' hedgehog. It's a bit like the symbolism of the handshake ie 'look, my sword hand is empty'. There's a fair bit about it on Wikipedia.

[Brickie]

Well I'm a completely mystified of vomit central brickie this morning. I'll put it down to the delightful chemicals from ward 9 fudging my brains as well as guts.

Non spiky hedgehogs. You'll be on about non- shitless cows next. Or the joys of owning a harley.

[Le_Fromage_Grande]

Where abouts in the world are you Mr Brick?

[Potter]

Well I'm a completely mystified of vomit central brickie this morning. I'll put it down to the delightful chemicals from ward 9 fudging my brains as well as guts.

Non spiky hedgehogs. You'll be on about non- shitless cows next. Or the joys of owning a harley.

When I was going through chemo I was as sick as a dog, I was living at home (still a teenager, although only just) and my sister would waft pickled onions under my nose to try and induce me to vomit. It sounds a bit macabre but at the time I needed all the humour I could get and I'd be sitting in the kitchen with a bowl, puke coming down my nose and my sister wafting pickled onions around and going "Mmmmmmmmm"

Anyway, best of luck matey

[Brickie]

Well I'm a completely mystified of vomit central brickie this morning. I'll put it down to the delightful chemicals from ward 9 fudging my brains as well as guts.

Non spiky hedgehogs. You'll be on about non- shitless cows next. Or the joys of owning a harley.

When I was going through chemo I was as sick as a dog, I was living at home (still a teenager, although only just) and my sister would waft pickled onions under my nose to try and induce me to vomit. It sounds a bit macabre but at the time I needed all the humour I could get and I'd be sitting in the kitchen with a bowl, puke coming down my nose and my sister wafting pickled onions around and going "Mmmmmmmmm"

Anyway, best of luck matey

I can't imagine months of that was easy to handle as a young un. The charming folk of ward 9 tell me " it doesn't matter, ya just got to eat, 4 meals a day if you can". Yesterday a case in point: without much enthusiasm I cooked a decent looking lunch, served it then sat staring at it with even less enthusiasm. Forced it down (everything tastes of copper sulphate, can't even drink tea). Then throw the lot down (up?)the toilet.

By the way: South Somerset is us.

[Potter]

Yeah they told me it was better to have something in your stomach all the time to help with the sickness, so I'd try and cram digestives or something down. When I really complained about the sickness they gave me some tablets, I can't remember what they were but they said they don't immediately offer them because they're so expensive!

Long time ago now though, I made a complete recovery, fingers crossed for you bud.

[Le_Fromage_Grande]

South Somerset is nice, some good roads down there.