friday, i have a day off, up early doors, breakfast, walk the dog's and i phone dangerous, 'what you saying?', weather forecast isn't bad so long as we keep to the east, that's it then, quick blast to skegness, we are the furthest place from the coast that you can be in england, 100 miles exactly, plan to have a bag of chips on the front then work down the eastern side of the country , into rutland, melton mowbray, wymeswold, and home, about 250 miles, no problem, round to dave's and we are soon on the way to mansfield, through the horrible bit and out onto the 617 towards newark, dangerous appears at the side of me gesticulating to pull over, we stop and i find my off-side indicator has vibrated off and is dangling by the wires, hitting the rear tyre and generally bouncing about and making a nuisance of it's self, leatherman out and it's soon bolted back on but inoperative, back on the road and the traffic is light, making good progress, 30 limit coming up, roll it off, 30 is 30, that's it, that's my unwritten rule, i don't want to be responsible for knocking a kid or pensioner over, dangerous is struggling, his bike is popping and farting, deja-vu, his bike rolls to a stop. 38 miles out, batteries flat as a fart, i diagnose regulator -rectifier, push the bike onto a pub car-park and phone the aa, couple of cups of decent coffee and the patrol bloke is with us in an hour and a half, he fast charges the battery and i phone ahead to neil at cornerspeed in sutton-in-ashfield to let him know we are on the way, we only have a short time to get back before the charge in the battery has gone.........
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