FORBIDEN ONES BIKE SHOW

 Today me and Mrs Oily rode out to hang with Rich. it was his bike clubs doo.
Normally i would rock up, get pissed and sleep under a bike. but this year i decided to just pop along for a little sociable visit, i have hardly slept in my own bed lately so i had decided that i am aloud to be a 'light wieght' this weekend.

 There was a good turn out. lots of people, bikes and a young lass singing, even the sun made an apperance.

Two very cool friends.

 Two more very cool friends. Richie ,on the left, is a very old friend we have reached the part in our friendship where we can quite happily piss each other off (love him to bits though) Dave on the right is the president of the club.

 This sportster deserves 3 photos as it's bloody ace.
I thought about painting my bike that GULF blue, I cant now.

 What was even more of a shock was that my bike won the best 'Imperial' bike of the show. HOLEY FUCK! i thought they were taking the piss when they read it out as its bloody filthy and ,lets say, "well used" Mind you it is made of lots of one off parts, sweated over by my own fair hand ( i should have washed it though)....

I was so bloody chuffed that me and Mrs oily stopped in the pub for a celibration drink on the way home