ON THIS PARTICULAR SUNDAY
March 9th, 2014 | by Boris
A Sunday provides beautiful scenery, great roads, smiling mates, fine meat products, cold beer, mobile chicanes, Japanese schoolgirls and a KTM 1290 Superduke
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THE BETRAYAL
January 29th, 2014 | by Boris
I viewed Harley’s debut of the Evolution motor as a dire personal insult. But, it was 1984. I drank a lot of rum in 1984, and I viewed most of the world and nearly all the people in it as a dire personal insult
BLY DIDN’T DIE
January 16th, 2014 | by Boris
It was a school night – and all the naughty boys and girls know there’s not a lot of Highway Patrol action around on a school night. This makes school nights the right nights for certain motorcycle shenanigans
THE KING AND I – PART 4
January 6th, 2014 | by Boris
I met Kel at a civilised hour and we proceeded, as civilised men do, at a civilised pace to Manly beach, where I reasoned a goodly proportion of the city’s babe population would be rubbing oil into its lady parts and getting its New Year’s Eve suntan on
THE KING AND I – PART THREE
December 29th, 2013 | by Boris
The sun was shining, the King was thrumming his baritone notes at the world, and I was hoping a wasp wouldn’t lance me in the face with its arse-knife and shit-up my day
BAT COUNTRY
December 15th, 2013 | by Boris
It’s fascinating watching a government go insane. Queensland has become Bat Country. It is also terribly disturbing, and if it was happening in my state, I would be digging up the buried hardware, liquidating my assets, and stockpiling food
THE KING AND I – PART 1
December 9th, 2013 | by Boris
There’s a pretty little King, waiting for the Thing, down in the Jungle Room
THE ACCURSED
December 9th, 2013 | by Boris
The time had come to sell my Shovelhead. After four years, obscene loads of money, 140,000km, three sex acts, one failed police chase and literally kilos of Loctite, Autosol and a vast range of different sealants, it was time for it and I to part company
FAST CHRISTMAS PARTY
December 7th, 2013 | by Boris
I’ve been to a lot of Christmas parties.It’s one of the dubious benefits of being my age. But the one I went to just the other day was, by any measure, unique. And I’m still smiling about it
THE UTTER FAILURE OF THE POLICE
March 12th, 2012 | by Boris
How do feel when you suddenly, apropos of nothing, see a cop car in your mirrors? Do you immediately breathe a sigh of relief that your safety is assured
