A rotten start to the year!
Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 9:51 pm
Hiya Folks
I’ve been a crabbit and unsociable bugger lately, hence my spell of absence. But fancy a laugh?
Well, being an all-year biker the cauld weather hasn't been a problem but in the new year I twisted my knee awkwardly getting out of my new monster bean bag. Ballooning up like a grapefruit, I went to A&E and one MRI scan later, I was informed that that auld fitba injury that retired me some twelve years ago, misdiagnosed as cartilage wear’n’tear, was in fact the anterior cruciate ligament – completely missing! As a consequence, I was braced up, pretty immobile and testing my better half’s patience - Day 1: Do you need anything darling, Day 2: can I get you anything?, Day 3: NOW What do YOU WANT!?). Bless her. I was off the bike for some two months
Two months of Dave TV and James May’s Top Toys – that gave me an idea of how I might spend the time until the surgeons decide to shave a bit off my hamstring and bolt it onto where the ACL should go. Can’t wait for that! 9 months of physio and I can get my boots out again. Yet I missed the Storm so badly and I needed another outlet. So while my knee returned to some kind of usefulness, I took up modelling.
Once the knee was strong enough and eager to get back in the saddle, I was on my way down to Brands Hatch to see my mate race in the Rookie 600 Supersport when en route, my ‘motorcyclist’ mates
backed out (it was a bit nippy) and in sipping a coffee at my auld courier pals gaffe we had a quick search for a rare Rickman fairing for his NTV and we actually found one in Sandy in Beds. So instead of going to Brands, we told racer boy we’d see him at Snetterton and set off up the A1 to Sandy. And the weather turned real nasty. I’ve ridden in it all but these roads and in particular the conditions were really weird. But job done we got home safe. Well, sort of.
Next day, the right hand side of my face is paralyzed! Jings. Not a stroke, no case of Lymes, no horrible viruses but Bell’s Palsy (known in Korea/Far East as Wind Attack). It strikes without notice and it’s a proper frightener. One in ten it is permanent. What next!? See, you can’t really ride when you can’t blink one eye. I must have poked myself in the eye loads of times! You sound stupid speaking with half a mouth working and forget drinking beer other than from a straw! Anyone else had this? (Seventh cranial nerve swells and shuts down). Off the bike again!
The local (aka The Prescriptions Factory) pops me on steroids yet the new owner of that mint Ricky fairing (a former Nam medic no less) tells me, “Hey Face, forget that craap man and take the B complexes and liquid B12, eat lots of beans for the copper (horse and carting aplenty) and get back to eating Scotts Porrage Oats in the morning. And take red ginseng“. Michty me, my Elvis lip is slowly returning, I can blink, speak without sounding like I have a mouthful of sour ploom sweeties and I don’t look like I’ve just been battered. My modelling is coming on really well too. So well in fact that it was beginning to keep me off the roads. That and the price of fuel is going up like a rocket. And I'm told some rich arab is considering paying me a small fortune to do some stuff for him. If yer interested, the modelling:
http://airfixtributeforum.myfastforum.o ... asc-80.php
Not what you were expecting eh?
Things are on the up all round I guess. As are the temperatures and the engine, beautifully. I’ve miles to make up.
All the best
I’ve been a crabbit and unsociable bugger lately, hence my spell of absence. But fancy a laugh?
Well, being an all-year biker the cauld weather hasn't been a problem but in the new year I twisted my knee awkwardly getting out of my new monster bean bag. Ballooning up like a grapefruit, I went to A&E and one MRI scan later, I was informed that that auld fitba injury that retired me some twelve years ago, misdiagnosed as cartilage wear’n’tear, was in fact the anterior cruciate ligament – completely missing! As a consequence, I was braced up, pretty immobile and testing my better half’s patience - Day 1: Do you need anything darling, Day 2: can I get you anything?, Day 3: NOW What do YOU WANT!?). Bless her. I was off the bike for some two months


Once the knee was strong enough and eager to get back in the saddle, I was on my way down to Brands Hatch to see my mate race in the Rookie 600 Supersport when en route, my ‘motorcyclist’ mates

Next day, the right hand side of my face is paralyzed! Jings. Not a stroke, no case of Lymes, no horrible viruses but Bell’s Palsy (known in Korea/Far East as Wind Attack). It strikes without notice and it’s a proper frightener. One in ten it is permanent. What next!? See, you can’t really ride when you can’t blink one eye. I must have poked myself in the eye loads of times! You sound stupid speaking with half a mouth working and forget drinking beer other than from a straw! Anyone else had this? (Seventh cranial nerve swells and shuts down). Off the bike again!

The local (aka The Prescriptions Factory) pops me on steroids yet the new owner of that mint Ricky fairing (a former Nam medic no less) tells me, “Hey Face, forget that craap man and take the B complexes and liquid B12, eat lots of beans for the copper (horse and carting aplenty) and get back to eating Scotts Porrage Oats in the morning. And take red ginseng“. Michty me, my Elvis lip is slowly returning, I can blink, speak without sounding like I have a mouthful of sour ploom sweeties and I don’t look like I’ve just been battered. My modelling is coming on really well too. So well in fact that it was beginning to keep me off the roads. That and the price of fuel is going up like a rocket. And I'm told some rich arab is considering paying me a small fortune to do some stuff for him. If yer interested, the modelling:
http://airfixtributeforum.myfastforum.o ... asc-80.php
Not what you were expecting eh?

Things are on the up all round I guess. As are the temperatures and the engine, beautifully. I’ve miles to make up.
All the best