Frustration. It's a very annoying word. A bloody nuisance when it applies to an entire weekend.
Metvuw said no rain so, thankfully, the wets kept collecting spiders webs in the shed.
Steve picked me up, we picked my bike up and hit the road. The drive down was uneventful and we got there in time to leave the trailer at the track so we didn't have to fight for a space the next morning. A burger and chips eaten on the bonnet of the car and we were off to Palmy North for the night.
We rocked up to Mumbles place, parked ourselves on the couch and pulled the top off some cold ones.
Mumbles told me I could crash in the spare room but Stevie said if I did he'd jump in too. I really, really wasn't keen on waking up to find a half pissed Scotsman who'd been babbling about shagging earlier spooning me. So I crashed on the couch .....
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