The found summer of a motorcycle hermit

People drive me crazy

Counting

Counting, counting, counting

Notes from a Harley-Davidson

It kind of went like this

More notes from a Harley

Sometimes it seems that happiness is as simple as these three things: sunshine, a full tank of fuel and a sweet running motor. It feels like that today.
Gold cherry

Weston Bay 2

Behind the hotels
Cherry

Weston Bay (alternative)

Sorry. Moved something just after publishing and had to try it moved back.

Bad day for missing you

A life apart (updated)
Story of the week

Reality and the Line of Least Resistance

I tried to flush my security pass down the toilet today. It wasn’t a serious attempt, more a cry for help.
Cherry

Pursuit of happiness

Just an ordinary day

Charred

What goes around

Games for the head

Still trying to work it out

Did you ever wonder?

Rest in peace
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Cherry

Keep going

There is no place to stop
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Cherry

OK

Just another day
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Cherry

Enigma

For Danny and Flav. See you in BG. xx
Gold cherry

Pornography

A chance encounter
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Pier end

A short walk
Cherry

Life goes on

A picture postcard
Cherry

Exudate

Not pretty
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Summer's f***ed!

Slowly building realisation
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Driver Smith

When men were men and jobs meant something. Shame about the deference, but you can't have it all ;-). An interview that may have occurred once upon a time...
Cherry

This end of summer is a dreadful thing

Is this a sonnet? What do I know? I am strongly influenced by that great Latin scholar, Ignoramus.
Cherry

John

Just a little short. Sun's shining - bike's in the garage.
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Sunday 29 September

Is this home? Can't think of anywhere else that is.

Yeah

Would be longer than the piece. There currently ain't enough love.

The Grim Raver

Where'd that come from then?

D you know how it feels?

It's likely that 90% of people won't have the slightest interest in this, which is fine.

The feeling

It’s that time of year when my smile faces into the wind, projecting behind dark, polycarbonate shades. The barely-silenced V-twin rings in my ears,...

Song for a well-known insurer

I sold my bike today-eeyee Because I’m going away-eeyee And now they want me to pay-eeyee For something I never had Roll-away down, fellas Roll-away...

Each road's the same

The world from inside a helmet - perfect peace