the recovery

[Riding in Circles]

I was in London recently and noted
several guardsmen polishing their wepons,

Another Frankie Howard moment there.

 

[byegad]

All has gone quiet!

1. Has our Superhero gone back to his home planet?

2. Has he decided he is superior to the rest of us mere mortals who are not sun bronzed Greek gods?

3. Maybe the dark forces have made him go to work?

4. Maybe he tried to walk past a large magnate* and is even now struggling against its mysterious power?


* Rupert Murdoch gets everywere!

Read on, dear reader, read on!

 

[n-ick]

yo,
waning moon ,
Cosmo's birthday in 2 days,
Scarab beetles seen along Skeggy sands.

Holy forked candles Batman,
this can only mean the RECOVERY.

I do beleive this may be an
origional MIRACLE
and worthy of canonisation.

 

[n-ick]

Yo Cosmio,
happy birthday !




Spud has an empty tube of glue,
we will gift wrap it.

 

[byegad]

Happy Birthday Mark.

I baked you a cake.

 

[n-ick]

I backed a cake with Kandels.

No sign of Cosmio,
the sanctuaries for
fallen Gods are full,
Battersea has not
reported any unusual intakes.

Toby is using his
dowsing crystal over a map.
So far no signs,
even underground.

 

[byegad]

Great news Mark!


Your cake was delicious. So much so it's all gone! Sorry.

 

[n-ick]

Fork Handles ?

 

[markg0vbr]

hello, it is I!
i have been having a holiday from being poorly, at............ butlins skgegness! i did some 25mile rides on the trike and 7 or 8 miles a day on the hand bike, i had a lovely virtue cake, as i am chased.





and now for the recovery news...................... a sun-bronzed Greek god like man was seen this Friday on skgegness beach cracking wall nuts in a rather inventive way, small amounts of alcahol were consumed over the week and meni toes run over in the market to the sound of manic cackling "hahahahahaha never felt a thing are you Mergetroids uncle Calthrope cos' he gets me nanna mustered cheaper than left gauntlet clapping greasy cog crayon nose plug fullgop tingle spurgle eeeeeeeeeeeerp" the lack of sentient life in the vicinity was shocking and some what concerning, apparently walking about at two am shouting incomprehensible giberish at the top of your lungs is traditional.
my lungs are now tainted with clouds of cigarette smoke, from all the chain smoking mobility scooter jockeys.

 

[n-ick]

Yo Cosmio,
welcome back to the mortal world.
I can tell immediately that SALT air
has had no beneficial effect
on you whatsoever.

I should recommend that you
clap "greasy cog crayon nose plug fullgop tingle spurgle "
at least twice a day and
turn once more to your prayer wheel.
Word has it that the RECOVERY
will coincide with the RAPTURE.
So we'll wave farewell as you ascend,
or not.

Spud has a spare pair of clogs,
we can put glue in them,
if they're of use.

 

[Speicher]

In an attempt to emulate your prowess, Markg0vbr, I tried a handbike on Thursday afternoon. Unfortunately, try as I might I could not make any progress. It was as if it were bolted to the floor.

 

[markg0vbr]

In an attempt to emulate your prowess, Markg0vbr, I tried a handbike on Thursday afternoon. Unfortunately, try as I might I could not make any progress. It was as if it were bolted to the floor.

the thinker ponders this.
please ignore the date stamp i have not set it yet as my 6 year old nephew was on his game pod thing so did not have time to show me how to do it.

the secret to hand bikeing is all in the turning of the hand cranks the push part of the stroke can be stronger than the pull, the cackling is important also the under the breath mumbling or sometimes shouting at people how seem to think a man not being able to use his leg properly helically funny. "ha ha ha look at that ha ha ha in that funny" normally shouted by a family of rotund "persons?"

 

[Speicher]

Perhaps it is the lack of a pony tail, in my case.

Please be cognisant of the fact that the above-mentionned hand bike, and another bike, the as yet, unmentionned recumbent bike were indoors and in an air-conditioned room on the first floor of a public building. Said building is under the nomenclature of "Leisure Centre", a mis-nomer, by any standards.

My visits to a Jim, is a temporary one, while my fitness improves.

While undertaking exercisement in the fresh air, I have encountered similarly uncomprehensible comments from extremely rotund persons. I have attempted a friendly retort to the effect that said rotund persons are welcome to join me and my friend in our rapid progress. Strangely these invitations have not been taken up, a preference being expressed for their beer and cakes.

I am at a loss to understand why exercise precludes the enjoyment of beers shand cakses.

 

[byegad]

Sadly Speicher you are not a 'sun bronzed Greek god'.


Neither am I.




Thankfully!

 

[n-ick]

Yo Cosmio,
tha' looks Godly in t'pictures.

Looks like you've not only gone around

the bend, but met y'sen coming back t'other way.