Published on October 12th, 2018 | by Boris
I have lots of very good high-end motorcycle gear. It’s one of the benefits of working in the industry for so long. But while I have all the very finest off-the-shelf stuff, I have never had... Read More →
Published on October 9th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, I could almost hear you howling as the plane landed. I came, of course, straight away when Gigi called. I would never allow you to be treated by the “itinerant butchers, stupid carpenters, and... Read More →
Published on October 4th, 2018 | by Boris
Dear Mr George, My name is Pranpriya and Mr Dall’Igna has asked me to assist you over the weekend. He has told me to tell you that this does not mean I will bring you ivory,... Read More →
Published on October 2nd, 2018 | by Al
Working on the premise that nothing will go wrong if you just take the advice of random strangers on the Internet, I bought a Givi Airflow windshield... Read More →
Published on September 25th, 2018 | by Boris
Ciao George! No more football for you, yes? Ha, ha! I am sorry, but I think your broken little dito del pede must hurt very much and you will not make the good disco for a... Read More →
Published on September 23rd, 2018 | by Boris
“SSSSSSSS-CHAH!” Yellow Puta! The Mamba says to you “SSSSSSSS-CHAH!” The ‘CHAH’ is the spitting of the venom after the hissing. And it is also the laughing. So much laughing. “SSSSSSS-CHAH!” There it goes in your eye!... Read More →
Published on September 21st, 2018 | by Boris
Dear George, I’m not sure I know how to make the Aragon race “sexy as a Mamba in red leather dance-panties”. But I will try. I always try. Ask anyone. I’m still struggling to understand why... Read More →
Published on September 14th, 2018 | by Boris
Because I am wrong-wired in so many ways, I spend most of my life in riding gear. Unless I’m going to court or watching the MotoGP on the couch (in which case I’m either wearing a... Read More →
Published on September 14th, 2018 | by Boris
I have never been much of a fan of backpacks on bikes – or, more to the point, on the rider of a bike. I’m somewhat old-fashioned like that. The horse carries the gear and I... Read More →
Published on September 10th, 2018 | by Boris
Ola, Old Mango! I have been watching you try and throw your destruido Ducati off a bridge all night. You are very funny like that. It’s like when my useless brother crash and then all night... Read More →
