Well then. My memory can not be relied apon at the best of times, but when there is alcohol and thinly clad lass's involved .. well it all gets even fuzzier ... but here is how I remember it all from last night .....
After arriving fasionably late I bump into Nicked-a-tie and we clung to each other like pimply mates at first-prom with no dates. We really were Jonny-no-mates but the conversation got started on the upcoming MotoGP support race .. and the Nickster is going for it. As I did it last year we had much to talk about and when a third losser finally arrived we didn't even notice him .. for about 10 seconds.
This was Biaggi's son and how could we miss him? He has an opinion about everything, including racing this year ... of which he has done ferk all. Far call though .. his new R1 in it's shiny blue paint still looks spiffy with it's original tires still lined with tyre spikes on the edges ........... poof .... but he's still in shape and I would not be at all surprised if the man get's himself back into it for next session ... and gets back on the pace quickly.
Next up was Silver Spunck Munster aka 'The Model' and he's looking in fine shape it has to be said. The 6 pack has become 12 and the loss in k's might partly explain the loss in time .. or could it be his balls really have become the size of mellons ??
And to top it all off.... Andy Clap rocks up on that spanking Blade of his. Fresh from a dose of rock climbing the bloke was so pumped he looked like the Green Meanie from the recent Hulk movie.
All in all a right good chat about our fav subject ... and of course most of it revolved around the upcoming weekend of sheer bliss .. MOTOGP !! .. BRING IT ON.
Oh .... Nicked-a-tshirt scored a tshirt cause we downed enough pints between us all ... and he downed the most ... so he got it ... looks like a mini-comp might just be in the making lads.
See you all next Wed .... which will be the last before the MotoGP weekend ... so it would be fair to say it should be a good turn out and the 'chit-chat' will be full of shite.