Archive | June, 2011

F-Day

Here is a little ditty that I wrote after another fantastic meal with my Dad “G.N.” Dining out with pops, always an adventure, Tag team eating, a father and son double act. Drinks ordered, the food conference begins, Kidneys suggested, “Son, they taste like urine.” “Dad, I love you but no.” The debate rages, the […]

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Werewolves of London : A redux

Chow mein is pretty tasteless,  an oil slick of what nots and noodles. The only taste coming from soy sauce and sweaty onions. Warren Zevon may have drunk a Piña Colada at Trader Vic’s , but coconut rum is for the ladies and the tiki is still king. Werewolves of London had lines that rhymed […]

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Burger Dribble

Oh, mighty mound of meat blanketed by a bun, tell me your stories. All burger reviews written for ‘The Other Side‘ magazine are now under one roof for your perusal. Mmhh tasty…Burgers “G.N.”

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The Ride, part 5(end of the line)

The last few days of riding became a ritual. Toledo led to Puertollano, a straight 100 mile ride, bored as sin. Arse really starting to ache now. The five minute break something to look forward to. Kick down stand, find a bush, an open field, wherever, pee. Drink some water, re-apply sun tan lotion. Eat […]

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