this weather blows

[dawnrazor]

Everytime I try to do some christmas shopping, it rains - I really hate getting wet, oh well no pressies for little timmy this year.

[Karma]

Pisser eh... gotta ride to work in a coupla hours so hope it has cleared by then.

That and my bro has a habit of falling off his bike in the rain :(

[Lou Girardin]

Everytime I try to do some christmas shopping, it rains - I really hate getting wet, oh well no pressies for little timmy this year.

You're not used to rain then? You couldn't have gone out much at home.

[hXc]

Brilliant sunshine here! You should get out of Auckland and move to some place where you actually get sunshine

[dawnrazor]

What a difference an hour makes, dry roads, clear skies - i'm going for it, maybe little timmy will get an ipod this christmas after all.

[Lou Girardin]

Brilliant sunshine here! You should get out of Auckland and move to some place where you actually get sunshine

Fuck off!:sunny:

[Grahameeboy]

Brilliant sunshine here! You should get out of Auckland and move to some place where you actually get sunshine

and there was me thinking that rain was 'liquid sunshine'.....

[*sic]

and there was me thinking that rain was 'liquid sunshine'.....

hamiltron is almost bursting at the seams with its liquidity then : /

fucken rain..

new leathers tasted water now..

[Waylander]

You're complaining because it rains when you try to go christmas shopping? Try being me. Every time I try to do laundry, it rains. And when I'm at work and can't do my laundry, the sun is out and not a cloud in the sky.

[Grahameeboy]

I don't have a problem with rain.....in fact I love it.....at least in rains properly in Auckland, none of that drizzle you get in England........there is always a bright side..............hey what is that white van doing parking outside my office!!!!!

[Lou Girardin]

Try being me.

I'm too scared to try. I might not come back, then what? Life would be over.

[Swoop]

Harden up people!:baby:
This is the BEST time of year to be on a bike. All those cages fighting for a parking space and we just ride up to the door, get off and stroll in! Fecking brilliant!!!:woohoo:

[miSTa]

Brilliant sunshine here! You should get out of Auckland and move to some place where you actually get sunshine


Couldn't agree more, beautiful day down in this nick of the woods too. :dodge: :whistle:

[Macktheknife]

Brilliant sunshine here! You should get out of Auckland and move to some place where you actually get sunshine
There is an old saying about the weather in NZ,
If you dont like it.... just wait an hour or so and it will change!
:drinknsin

[Waylander]

I'm too scared to try. I might not come back, then what? Life would be over. Meh, once you get used to the voices shouting at each other, the sudden urges to ride head first into traffic, dealing with a somewhat fucked up family and all the pills the doctors keep trying to stuff down your throught, it's not all that bad being me.


There is an old saying about the weather in NZ,
If you dont like it.... just wait an hour or so and it will change!
:drinknsin Odd, used to say the same thing back in Texas. Sun's out now but as soon as my laundry gets on the line I bet you it will rain again.

[Mad Cow]

Sun's out now but as soon as my laundry gets on the line I bet you it will rain again.

Can you let us know then when you are going to do your washing so that we can plan our days around the rain???

[Waylander]

Can you let us know then when you are going to do your washing so that we can plan our days around the rain???
Every day I'm not at work or in Auckland. Would you like me to email you my weekly schedule?

[Goblin]

Meh, once you get used to the voices shouting at each other, the sudden urges to ride head first into traffic, dealing with a somewhat fucked up family and all the pills the doctors keep trying to stuff down your throught, it's not all that bad being me.
Sounds about right!:wacko:

[Goblin]

Well it can piss down all it likes while my boik is in bits.....long as it fines up for boxing day!!:2thumbsup

[Big Chim]

Harden up people!:baby:
This is the BEST time of year to be on a bike. All those cages fighting for a parking space and we just ride up to the door, get off and stroll in! Fecking brilliant!!!:woohoo:

Have to agree with that. Its the only way to avoid the ques and waiting at lights behind parents trying to keep the kids under control and and night realising that the light is green grrrr toot toot gett out the f... damm flash backs

[Beemer]

Here's something to warm your heart then:

Late last week, I was rushing around trying to get some last minute shopping done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot as I was loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy.
I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the shopping centre entrance. As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill.
Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred pound note in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong. He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred pounds to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home.
He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the hundred pound notes and disappeared into the night.
"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.
The boy said, "I did."
"And nobody came to help you?" I wondered.
The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.
"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.
The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"
I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help. So I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my car.