Tuesday, 12 February 2013

Full Pipe

For years there have been people who used to dream of and search for full pipes. They were almost mythical concrete creations in the U.K. but few people ever got to ride them. There have been a few wooden ones built but they disappeared along time ago. Nowadays some of the new concrete parks have cradles in them but if you ever feel the need to ride a full pipe you can turn up at Manchester Velodrome and let rip.

A ride made for two


I love the annual cycle jumble at the velodrome. I love the atmosphere, the bargains, the rack of brand new Bianchi Pista Concepts, the eccentric old bike dudes and their assembled junk/treasure. I never expected to see a spooky, antique, dolls pram on the same stand as a motorised tandem. That looks like an epic ride.

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Gabe

The Gabe-inator popped back to Liverpool a little while ago. An adequate dude requires an adequate steed. GT frame, Profile hubs, Primo cranks, Coaster brake and front basket.


Street Oysters

One mans shit is another man sweet. You can get 'em while they're hot but they are best served chilled and washed down with a bottle of Trampagne (Frosty Jack).

Monday, 31 December 2012

Stiffin Tiffin

It's been a while since I blogged so it is more than adequate that the subject matter for this post is a childish, immature humour based 8 inch edible cock and balls. This is the last day and post of 2012. Happy New Year.

Sunday, 4 November 2012

Nibble, button or seam

I invented a game. It's one of my favourite games, it was created while watching the lunchtime news but essentually it can be played anywhere and it can be played on your own. The basis of the game is that when you are watching the tv and there is a lady presenter you have to call out if you think her clothing is revealing a , button, nipple or seam. Pretty simple rules and is a very easy game to play in cold weather. I made these meringnes for the ladies in work, just so i could her some of them say, 'nipple'.......i know, seriously, I'm that immature. To prove that point I was giggling as i poured the single cream over the boob.
I invented a game. It's one of my favourite games, it was created while watching the lunchtime news but essentially it can be played anywhere and it can be played on your own.



Food

I was busy trying to create my traditional, 'hell of a weener' and I just couldn't get the 3 foot long, sponge monster to turn out the way I wanted so I had to resort to thinking up some other scary halloween food.
This is what i came up with and if you're a guy there can be few scarier sights.........I named this, 'Eaten out a bloody mess'.