the recovery

[markg0vbr]

I must learn to knit I can the start knitting my self a team of support workers! The first on I will call "Ignore" as I am not a mad scientist, just a slightly crumbly practical antenna high frequency experimenter.

Now lacking most of the use of my left arm and manly striding about like Frankensteins manservant after several beatings, three explosions, an electrocution and having a rather annoying blister on his left foot.

I have once again been voted the most accomplished exponent of the funny walk, by the sub comity of my motorcycle club.
A mention was mad at the award for conspicuous dedication to the art form, my classic left tangent stutter shamble with pirouette double pike upsidasy, Being a prime example.

I don't want to be in pain any moor it's stopped beefing funny now, it was ok when I was in my teens it had novelty value but now I fancy something beggabull like having a slight limp now and then but not teeth grinding pain, it hurts.
It is making me loose my grip on reality; looking at my must jot that down before my drug addled brain wonders on to something els pad.
I had written "make enquirers about joining the local Tory party"!!!
I even asked one of the " we will just stand about chatting about crap and be totally self absorbed and oblivious to any thing going on around us" pavement sheep in the supermarket to move there trolly rather than just pushing it along the isle with me like I normally do making them come and fetch it.
I did not have a rant* at the driver of a works van** taking up two disabled spaces as he went to the cash point, I just parked across the back of him preventing the van from leaving while I went to the chemist and got my lovely drugs.
Is this a symptom or just a faze ?


*i like a good rant it is a good cheep hobby and gets me out in the fresh air.
**British gas

 

[byegad]

It appears, that a Mr J Cleese has instructed solicitors regarding the SBGG's attempt at infringing his copyright of silly walks and so the Byegad retained solicitors of Messrs Hadaway and S'Hyte have asked that I do not comment as the case is Sub Judice.

As a hopefully helpful aside I advise the SBGG to leave the County as soon as possible as the Bailiffs of the High Court have instructions to search Yorkshire (And look under the bed.) for the wretch and clap him in irons before his appearance in court.

As a member of the Upper House I'm forcing myself to endure London in order to push a motion in the Lords to reinstate the Death Penalty for the specific offence of taking the wee out of a 'National Treasure' (In this case, Mr J Cleese.). As the SBGG has been active in putting himself about since my last attempt at a similar law I have high hopes! Byegad Towers weekend party for next weekend (Wednesday 12th to Tuesday 18th.) Is sadly postponed and those select few of our contributors who were invited are asked to please await a further invitation in the near future, hopefully for a celebratory month long champagne party to celebrate the result of Lord Byegad's endeavours.

 

[markg0vbr]

I love drugs!


My funny walk has a copy write dated 1964 and a subsequent trade mark was put in for the "SBGG Logo"
My new clothing line will be in the shops soon.

Lard prevents corrosion and is a cheap substitute for KY, I have discovered recently.

My eyes are terrible, I. Have three pairs of glasses for use at different times of the day.

 

[Speicher]

Please try to avoid making a spectacle of yourself when wearing two pairs of glasses.

 

[n-ick]

Spud has developed a patented eye laser treatment machine. It's gaurenteed to stop you wearing glasses.

Last time he tripped the switch a beam went straight through his end wall and cut a road sign in half, hurrah !

 

[markg0vbr]

I had my fist ride of the year today, with a Velcro strap a bit of old knicker elastic and three bog roll tubes I was almost able to steer and use the brake ..... Brakes are for wimps anyway.
The unfortunate thing about living in the lumpy bit of god country is when you have claimed them lovely hills you have to go down again, this can be a problem when you have a vertigo and muscle spasms! But it is entertaining I went back around to one of the steep hills for the buzz extremelyterrifyingdisentwithaiklebitofbummholepinshing.

 

[Scoosh]

@markg0vbr
Chapeau SBGG ! Nothing like a bit of bodging to get things working right enough, so they don't come apart in your hands when going down one of them thar hills, in the wet, in the dark, with lots of noisy vehicles thinking that it is their road and WTF is 'that thing' ...



[this post has a special nano-technology blinker on it, so it can only be read by @markg0vbr and me ! , so naff off, you nay-sayers ... ]

 

[byegad]

Great! What a scenario.

A rider held together by Japanned Black screws, spit, old lard and recycled Sellotape with a trike whose vital functions are controlled by means of knicker elastic (used), velcro and bog roll inners! With luck the SBGG will be a victim of an out of control descent and a SMIDSY at the next junction when he fails to stop. We can but hope. Meanwhile his ego continues to flourish as his body doesn't.

 

[Scoosh]

Jealousy is not a good emotion, @byegad ....

 

[byegad]

Jealousy is not a good emotion, @byegad ....

A statement that could only have come from one who had not met the being that terms itself a Sun Bronzed Geek God.
Careful what you wish for Scoosh, or I'll buy him a one-way ticket North on the next waste lard schooner out of Whitby. And then Yorkshire will celebrate and we could see folk actually buying their own beer!

 

[Scoosh]

And then Yorkshire will celebrate and we could see folk actually buying their own beer!

 

[byegad]

Ah! The famous Stunt Pigs of the YAF.

 

[Scoosh]

Errr ... No.

That is a covert pic of our own SBGG during one of his downhill escapades.


For obvious reasons, it has not been shown before .... - one doesn't want to frighten the natives/ peasants....

 

[markg0vbr]

The local chapter of the druids MCC have now reserved me my very own arm chair.
On band nights, I can get all comfy when I fall to sleep for a bit, on waking one of the pledges bring me a rather nice cup of tea.
It is on a podium at the corner of the buffet table insight of the serving hatch so I can raise my walking stick when a refill is required.
The wood burning stove is at the side of the chair, I have put in a request to up grade it to a recliner.

From some of the phones I have seen is it quite popular for the young lumpy jumpers to pose at the side of me as I am closely examining the inside of my eye lids.

 

[classic33]

Less of that about Gods County.