I am sorry to say this will be my last blog post.
Things have been a bit tough lately and life is getting shorter and shorter every day.
I want to take time to see this great world of ours.
So, I am leaving home.
I bought a motorcycle, going to quit blogging & emailing and travel full time with a biker gang to see the
world and enjoy life while I still can.
Don’t worry about me – they all seem like really nice people.
Oh, a photo of the gang …
AND YES, YOU CAN COME!!!!!
Yes friends, you are the only ones with whom I would share these boy toys.
So rev-up the Harley Davidsons and l”ll pick you up, as soon as I can get this damn motorcycle of mine all the way to Galway.
Just in case you didn’t realise… today is Thursday!
MY Thursday Special is slightly adapted from the version sent to me by Maria
I’ll do pillion 🙂
By the way good luck on Saturday xxx
Oh, I wouldn’t trust any of that lot, they look like a bunch of heavies and no mistake. They’ll relieve you of your bike and handbag in five minutes. I should ask that nice Mr Depp to be your chaperone instead.
Have fun in Galway! Or is it Thailand? Or Peru?
Huh…..? Er.. Is it so? Do you really mean it GM.?
You’re not really stopping blogging are you? *Wail…!*
Is it a joke? Tell me it’s a joke….
(BTW; bags I the first toyboy on the left!!)
Grannymar, do these Toyboys really, really understand the kind of person you are? I hope they have time for “needle work”.
Rhyleysgranny – You travel with me and we will have a ball!
Nick – A chaperone? I don’t need one of them, Elly will be keeping her beady eye on me! 🙄
Geri – Come along for the ride and you can have your pick!
Mayo – You sneaked in the back door when my head was turned….
I will handle these Toyboys very well! One look from me……!
Be careful,GM. Those guys play rough.
The other day I was following a Harley in my car and the motorcycle driver was alone. I could see writing on the back of his shirt and when I got close enough to read it ,it said,
“If you can read this the bitch fell off.”
Hope you pass by my way on your travels, Grannymar
Your ‘friends’ are welcome too 🙄
Grannymar, Unless it is a step through motorcycle, my wish to go on biking trips withe arm candies will remain unfulfilled as I have been told not even to try to sit cross saddle! If however, you land up in India on your travels, I shall sit side saddle on your pillion seat and escort you around.
Incidentally, what use will I have for the toyboys that you so generously offer to share with your readers? I don’t swing that way!
Count me in. But I want a Toyboy with some padding. Softer to lean against.
“If you can read this, the bitch fell off.” LOL 🙂 HaHaHa
Well, in the words of the song, “So long it’s been good to know ya…
BTW All the Way to Galway is a cracking tune and and a great dance.
Just been searching for it on the net and found it played as an air….It doesn’t work for me like that!
I bags the one with the good hair. Yum.
Nancy – I will make sure to hold very tight! 😉
Steph – My friends might be a little noisy for the neighbours! 🙄
Ramana – I think you need a scooter rather than a Harley. Mind you I would get a kick out of seeing you riding side-saddle on any bike.
BHB – “If you can read this, the bitch fell off.” As you say, 😆 😆
Magpie – I might even dance when I get to Galway! Well I must celebrate this new hip of mine. 😉
Kimberly – Join the gang and the queue! 😀
WWW – At this rate there will be none left for me! 🙁
I can’t tell if you are only joking – or if you really are stopping. Let me know, okay?
Judy, You missed the last line. I am not giving up blogging. This was part of my Thursday Special for this week!
My initial reaction was ‘you’re joking!’ I was right! LOL….
p.s. I’ve got some inspiration for a blog post from your post!
Patty – Holey moley indeed!!!
Gaelikaa – Yes, I was joking. 😆
LOL, sending a long red haired wig, and a set of girlie fake tats you can wear on the trike… have fun…
Brighid – Big thank you! 😀
Well…. we will miss you, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do!
Margaret – it won’t take me long, I will return in a few days!