another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Monday, 22 October 2012

Don't Mess With Texas

Bandera, a real life cowboy town, deep in the heart of Texas, for me, one of those life defining moments, just a quick recap, I was born in 1959, yep, a long time ago, I was born into a family from mining stock, my dad was a ww2 veteran, he got blown up on the beaches during D-Day, got a direct hit from Geman aircraft as he was moving a lorry that was blocking the exit from a beach in France, he was shipped back to England and re-deployed in the Pacific fighting the Japanese, my old man was an old school dad, never talked too much, never took me to a football match or kicked a ball on the park, but, he was still my dad, I can remember watching films on a Saturday afternoon, usually old John Wayne and other cowboy films, waiting for my dad to get home from work, he would get in, take off his boots and watch the end of the film with me, often speaking the script before the actors, ( an annoying habit I've picked up, just ask my kids) cowboys and indians, six-shooters and bows and arrows, cattle, ranches and creeks, today, I was in a real cowboy town, un-bloody-believable.....

On The Mend



Sitting here tonight, listening to 'tune in' radio on the ipad, (for a Luddite like me it never ceases to amaze me that you can stream music straight to your headphones, every type of music, current favourites are dubxtra, (dub reggae mash-up) party vibe, (old school rave tunes) 99.5 kiss rocks San Antonio, (the local rock station), rockabilly radio (uk) and punk rock 77 through today for a blast of, well, guess...) the girls are watching 'Dusk Till Dawn' on the t.v. Jess is lying on the floor, with bright pink curlers in her hair, Jack is shouting downstairs to tell us all about the mighty Rams, Mrs B is contemplating getting her hair cut in a Betty Page stylee and President Obama and Mitt Romney are going head to head in the live Presidential debate, guess everything's almost back to normal then?........