
i hate hornets
when i was a kid, i was playing 'war' in a wood (during a residential weekend at ashburnham) and got myself swarmed by hornets.
i got stung-a-plenty.
in apparent slow motion.
an hour later, my dad came with me to retract the jumper that i'd pulled off in a blind panic.
he lifted the jumper with a stick and there was still hornets jabbing their nasty asses into my jumper, trying to do me harm.
i HATE hornets.
took great pleasure in watching this bastard pay for the sins of his ancestors, suffocating in a jamjar.
WASP FACTORY styley.
brian had found the evil flying cretin coming out of a floorboard in the sitting room.
which prompted some mild concern about there being a hornet's nest under the house...but i think not.
i blame james herbert.
this follows me watching the film on 30 japanese hornets massacring 30,000 bees.
(if you watch this on 'you tube', reduce the screen size for maximum unpixelated horror).

ZZR1100
took the ZZR1100 in for an MOT.
£27 passed it through.
was just considering keeping it and then on route home some retard pulled out in front of me as i was accelerating to 150mph through a residential street and almost knocked me off.
autotrader/ebay, here we come...
decided to call in at stu's pub as he's invited me twice whilst finding me and the sons sailing up stream.
he is one of our 'nice' neighbours, several along from those that complained about my music, and one of the only people to welcome us to the area.
had a very pleasant drink up there.
good to meet him properly.
james, brian, mrs.perou and sons joined me.
was confused for a while to have asked for cider but to be drinking carlsberg (YUCK!) and then to swop back drinks with brian but to still be drinking carlsberg, thinking i just couldn't get the disgusting taste out of my mouth and that i was drinking cider...but i wasn't.
i have NEVER drunk a half pint of beer or lager.
and i've never had a snake-bite until today.
urrrrrr....