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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Sgt Winn, part 1

Dear All
Well today is my last day of running up my favourite mountain......

Actually not sure I'm going to get a chance to even do that. Having lunch with the girls later and will have to spend most of the day trying to find a way to pack 15 suitcases worth into 1. It can be done, it must be done........

I visited a local Harley dealer the other day. WOW! You just wouldn't believe the prices. They're amazing. I straddled a 1200 sportster - I want it. Cobalt blue. It fitted me perfectly. It did. I want it. The chrome was sparkling. The engine growled a low purr. I WANT IT. That's it you see, for me, that power housed in a cacophany of sublimity........ I'm in love all over again.....

Oh yeah and I picked up a flyer for a Hells Angels Christmas bash at the Bashful Bandit on Saturday. AND I WON'T BE HERE....... grrrrr


Had a goodbye supper with Marah last night then came back to help celebrate Sgt Winn's birthday. I think he had a good time, he certainly had a few sherberts......
You know how it goes:
'So we can do go karting tomorrow afternoon'
'Sure, I'll get the boys rounded up'
'Cool'
'Ya gash beatiful hur...'
'Not sure who'll be around tho'
'Dju think Lynetta?'
'Ha, I'm gonna whoop yo asses'
'She can talk American, you goddit girl'
'I gotta warn you I'm very, erm..., very, erm, what's the word?'
'Competitive??'
'Lishen to her accent it's so so...so...'
'Yeah I guess so'
'Well you are male.....'
'British'

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