beleive it to an old buddy I've not seen for over 35 years
he came to my house to collect it had a little chat about bikes and neither of us recognize each other.and off he went a happy bunny with the g/rail.
he said he has 2 old g/rails. anyway to cut the story short I rang him and offered the one that I used as a template in exchange for the old one of his plus a little cash. then he ask me if I bought a house off him in such
street, I said yes. that's when the bell rang in my head well I'll be b*ggered.we used to knock around together chasing girls and the usual boys stuff .talk about small world. meeting up on Friday for a drink and chat and reminisce our glory or gory more like .
If I wanted to make a life-long career out of
working with the mentally retarded I would
have opened a Harley Davidson Dealership
johnakay wrote:beleive it to an old buddy I've not seen for over 35 years
he came to my house to collect it had a little chat about bikes and neither of us recognize each other.and off he went a happy bunny with the g/rail.
he said he has 2 old g/rails. anyway to cut the story short I rang him and offered the one that I used as a template in exchange for the old one of his plus a little cash. then he ask me if I bought a house off him in such
street, I said yes. that's when the bell rang in my head well I'll be b*ggered.we used to knock around together chasing girls and the usual boys stuff .talk about small world. meeting up on Friday for a drink and chat and reminisce our glory or gory more like .
Catching up with old friends is one of the finer things in life. Have fun.