Also, Renthal chainring and a wide sprocket gets my vote.

32:16 then 32:14 for a challenge. I’m on 36:16 which hurts.

When they don’t seem like they want the money. Even if the margins 10%, this is still retail, show some interest.

“I’d like to give you £40.00 for these Poc gloves…. I know, I’m not sure why, I like to help out small local companies….”

“They’re probably cheaper online, mate, or there’s these Shit lizard skins ones in red.”

“Um…. £15 for this Allen key? Deal.”

“That’s Shit mate, better off not bothering.”

I don’t know anymore, this seems to happen all the time.

*disclaimer used to work in lbs , was grim*

I needed that today! Completely forgot how brilliant the friendship shines through.

“GO ON JIM!” While Jim is shitting himself in “Is this a bridleway?”

He’s a favourite of mine as my surname gets spelled wrongly like his all the time.

The genealogists in the family probably know when the vowels got changed.

I had one of those torture-by-apathy sorts in my life for two years. Nastytits.

Good point Yunki, for reference.

I am Alan from the hangover shouting at Bradley Cooper

The correct approach. By miles.

Plenty of time for people to put the money aside, sort a babysitter, arrange lifts etc etc.

Essentially it avoids people on Nov 30th going “WHAT ARE WE DOING FOR XMAS?”.

For one, I’m impressed by the foresight

Just a point on the bank account, it’s our money, not mine or hers.

If we trust each other with the cash, which is surely the sorest point of any unhappy marriage I know of, then that’s one less thing to be arsey about.

Bear in mind, not.yet.married. Boggles my mind right enough that some people don’t move in until they get married. Mental, religious reasons less so, but her dads a minister and even he figured it out.

Leave your issues at the (new) door mate.

Skip to the end. I think they’re brilliant.

Normal. Remember to talk about the nerves in whatever manner keeps you bothered relaxes.

Been living together for 6 years, about to get married. Once we agreed the spare bed was an acceptable place for a solo kip and got separate wardrobes, nothing much in contention.

Signing the joint bank account that my pay goes in… that was a seemingly awful day.

And just wait until she’s googling “maternity leave entitlement.”

*goes to shed*

One of the most emotional days of my life, was totally exhausted at the end.

Let’s not forget Mr. Martyn Ashton. Hero.

No need for 4 handrails personally, but I loan them out to family & friends, constantly swap stuff over etc etc.

I have no need for a full sus or a road bike right now! So, yeah, I like options.

She gets the jokes like me. Just now she mentioned we should get matching trannies for the Europe trip.

There’s a 1000 images on here of that inbred. Minging colour.

She has two brothers………*punchline here*

Please show me the “powdercoat Edinburgh” and “what colour” pages.

I’m getting ahead of myself, we get married in a month. I reckon she reckons making me happy means I’ll forget about things. She’s practising being the wife.

So, in the spirit of interminable husbandry, I’m off to plan how I can sneak that new Bfe 26″ in next month…. whatsit, “a wife receipt”?

No sister but you can have her Kona Cindercone she wants to ride, but leaves in the shed. That one, I bought for her. IRONING DEH IS.

Edit:it is the Edinburgh one. He text the missus to say he had a Prince Albert too if I was interested. Must be off here, weirdo….

Large. I want a new Inbred.

Oury lock ons. Can usually get them from On One.

My Troll hands are eternally grateful, the only grips I ever use. Gloves are required though.

Cheers everyone.

Currently skint but going to have fun at the out of town retail place.

Ride around on a Pinarello, buy a half price Carrera.

Singlespeed would be nice.

In Calvary, Dylan Moran plays a total arsehole.

A character, I reckon, inspired by our dear O’Leary. It’s quite brilliant.

I too am undecided. I’ve only very recently moved on from the opinion that it is a thugs game and have been enjoying watching the Channel 5 matches objectively, as I would snooker or darts.

Watching Eubank Jr pushing Blackwell’s high block aside to attack with the right was excellent, however would I have been so supportive had I known Blackwell’s true condition?

I’m unsure, but I don’t think I’ll give up watching just yet.

* insert stereotypical, exaggerated,false emergency declaration of any occurrence*

Let me look in the box of **** to give to see if there’s any left… nope. Sorry. The photocopier is fine.

We like People are Strange but it won’t happen because she likes The Doors and I like Bunnymen.

Obviously Be My Baby by The Ronettes is near the top of the list.

^^ :D

Fifty quid.

And a grands worth of drugs.

Well I’ve added it to the “broken by legs” box where it joins other “unbreakable” things like Hope skewers, Renthal chainrings and V8’s.

The “broken by arses” box is more full. Full of hubs and rims and saddles.

I feel lucky it happened where it did not halfway round a berm somewhere.

Edit. Cheers bregante, I’ve already swapped it over, I have plenty spares. From having to buy stuff. That I break.

A BIT!

In a fit of post-winter paranoia I have stripped the whole bike and an going over it with the model making torch glasses.

The special occasion is getting hammered, it was 57%.

Mortlach 16 is here with me.

Think this is my fifth year. I had to explain this place to a forum lurker at work.

Contemptuous acts of wonder.

26″SS specific Inbred & 120 Rebas. It’s becoming more vintage by the years, but it just gets better as I replace bits.

Classic components stay that way. Renthal chainrings, Thomson Elite post & stem , Mavic 521’s etc etc.

26 for life ya.

On the other hand, a band whose think are pish but who are consistently incredible live, are Chase & Status.

Recorded stuff is chavtastic humdrum but somehow, I’ve seen them three magic times.

Get your tits out for the pads.

*sigh*

Best thing is the giant fleece dressing gown that makes me feel like a bear. Followed by the aeropress & new bike shorts.

A lovely Merlot which is supposed to be 13% but it’s more like port. Bonterra 2013.

Another vote for coke.

I am OUTRAGED

Completely different bands. Travis, brilliant forever. Stereophonics, awful forever. The “Summer Of Dakota” still brings a miserable tear to my eye.

All exaggeration aside, Fran Healy has written many excellent songs. I think Kelly Jones best one was about a music journalist.

Related topic, “conversation” songs.

Nada Surf, “Popular”

We’re both clothes hoarders so we do a “when was the last time you wore this” [/*]war discussion every six months.

I keep t-shirts that don’t fit because I like the design. Mostly overpriced hand pressed cotton ones from my bachelor days. There’s one with a Fear & Loathing one that now makes me look like Patrick(Spongebob).

Blue Tits. And silence.

I think I’ve actually posted about my cock-saddle-wall interface buckaroo day more than any other topic.

Pissing razorblades is a real thing.

*sigh*

Just this year, to qualify a decade of similar experiences, we have replaced 3 lazy brits for three brilliant international hard workers.

Not an issue of “stealing our jobs” more “getting them done”.

I can see how the xenophobic chatter musters when Brian tells his mate he lost his job to a bloody Tunisian muslim. Ugh!

It’s a big world.