Fun in the Sun
May. 27th, 2002 11:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lprovenWell, that's what we would be having if only there was a bit more of it.
First priority, obviously, is to get the bike sorted. So off we went to the local Kawasaki dealer, to ask about fitting the spares we sent on ahead, a Manx-mind-boggling distance of some ten miles away in Castletown.
As I wandered around the showroom, a voice went "Is that a Liam?" The Island is small enough there's a fair chance of just randomly bumping into people you know, even when you left ten years earlier. In this case Tony Shipton, brother of Cathy - "Nurse Duffy" in Casualty, I am told. He helped me buy my first motorbike and taught me to ride.
They didn't know if they could do it, asking me to return the next day. Good job they didn't know how far I'd come. As an assistant, Steve, commented to Tony and I, "I only go up to Douglas about once a month. But that's more than the boss - he goes about once a year, if he can't avoid it, so the missus can do her Xmas shopping." Scary big town, Douglas.
So instead, I jet-washed the trike then we went down to the Calf Sound cafe.
Only it's gone. Bulldozed.
So we lay around in the sun for an hour so so, in silence apart from the water and the gulls... Hard work, this dynamic holidaymaking.
First priority, obviously, is to get the bike sorted. So off we went to the local Kawasaki dealer, to ask about fitting the spares we sent on ahead, a Manx-mind-boggling distance of some ten miles away in Castletown.
As I wandered around the showroom, a voice went "Is that a Liam?" The Island is small enough there's a fair chance of just randomly bumping into people you know, even when you left ten years earlier. In this case Tony Shipton, brother of Cathy - "Nurse Duffy" in Casualty, I am told. He helped me buy my first motorbike and taught me to ride.
They didn't know if they could do it, asking me to return the next day. Good job they didn't know how far I'd come. As an assistant, Steve, commented to Tony and I, "I only go up to Douglas about once a month. But that's more than the boss - he goes about once a year, if he can't avoid it, so the missus can do her Xmas shopping." Scary big town, Douglas.
So instead, I jet-washed the trike then we went down to the Calf Sound cafe.
Only it's gone. Bulldozed.
So we lay around in the sun for an hour so so, in silence apart from the water and the gulls... Hard work, this dynamic holidaymaking.
