A little story about our weekend.
some words to fill you in , so you know whats going on.
Stuart the farmowner and trials rider, let us perform a major act of beer abuse on his land over the weekend.
He rides a trials bike on the field where we stayed, he made a "trials course" of various obstacles for himself and his chums to ride over and play on.so far so good.
I went back in the evening to pay the rent for the bash and make sure all is well and there was no rubbish to pick up.
Come in come in,so i go in the house and he is surfing the net,looking round ebay for the illusive spare parts he needs.
how did it go, very well, did you want to see the pictures?yes please he replies,so on to the web and into gser.
lots of lovely pictures of all having a nice time, of planes,shooting,eating and drinking, then this....
isnt that part of my trials course?er no dont think so

, changing subject quickly.....have you seen the pictures of this fantastic sunset?look at this.wow isnt it good
I show him a very nice sunset and move on down the pictures in the thread.
stone me what picture comes next?
you feckers , thats my trials course you burnt,anyhow stuart, must dash, wifes outside,getting late, gotta go

....nomad fecks off sharpish....
I kinda guess we aint going there again.oops.