ROSE & CROWN BIKE MEET, CREDITON.
We had arranged to meet a couple of members of our own Honda CX-GL MCC while we where there, it was nice to see them again.
Below the pub "The Rose & Crown".
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Below, this view shows the good show of bikes and crowds.
This is a shot of our club members Myself,Pete, Dave and ( new member)Ian.
Below, Dave's nice 1980s Turbo charged V twin, this was one of the pioneers of bike turbo's back then.
A very tidy "Matchless" twin and a "Norton" in behind.
Below this home made trike was massive and well built, but only had two seats. I'm not sure what the engine in it was though.
Below, Drool, Drool, this is (and always was) my dream, a Honda six cylinder 1,000 cc CBX,this one is in really fine condition,oh if only I could win the lottery!!!.
Below, The Classic Triumph 750 triple (3 cylinders) in mint condition too.
Below, another of my Favourites the Suzuki 750 three cylinder.
A fine conditioned BSA of probably the 50s vintage.
So next year we hope you will all turn up to swell the coffers of this worthy charity.
Joke of the day.
This has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won't crack up over this!
I was due for a smear with the doctor later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare.
As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the
full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pyjamas, wet the facecloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash
in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the
facecloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment.
I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in.Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked
over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?' I didn't respond.
After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal - some shopping, cleaning, & cooking.
After school when my 7 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'Mummy, where's my facecloth?'I told her to get another one from the cupboard.
She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter saved inside it.'
NEVER am i going back to that doctor ever!!