Not much to inform anyone about. Still in limbo really, looking to make life altering changes asap, but it’s not looking promising.
Ex is still pretending there was never a marriage and that her “life/age issues” aren’t the reason she ended the marriage, but as long as she can live with lying to herself she should be happy.

Oh well, no alternative but to keep going and hoping.

And so it perpetuates itself. The lies will get progressively bigger and bigger no-doubt, as justification is sought and people are sought to be on one side.

If only a truth was told and an admission to oneself that the consequences of the actions were purely selfish, then matters could move on.

It’s so very disappointing and so far from what I’d hoped the shared future would be and nowhere near what all my efforts were working towards.

I’ve created a page on Facebook for Unchainedworld, which, if you’ve forgotten is a site where you can recommend unique venues and services. It is only for recommendations and isn’t a critiquing site… and there are no degrees of unique.

So if you find someone or somewhere that has delivered outstanding service or provides something beyond the standardised fayre offered by chains, then please share with Unchainedworld.

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Unchainedworld/153588048037134

Took tea yesterday with a fellow GS rider (a rare 850 GS). Roanne runs a small restoration business and is a UK GSer, so our paths crossed.

Chai Tea and spiced ginger biscuits.

Next season perhaps a ride out.

Charming company, very relaxed atmosphere, which made such a pleasant change from the recent testosterone filled alpha male bollox encounters with fellow riders.
A fellow bimbler happy to stop and look, rather than race passed to show how loud the exhausts can sound in a small village.

I look forward to finding things.
Not a romance, but possibly a good friend and they are so few and far between these days, or they live on a different continent.

Well, with the advent of a compulsory no holiday clause kicking in any day now at work, plus the additional compulsory overtime day (although we don’t get overtime pay) and the rest of my time being taken up by Uni studies, it would appear that this year’s motorcycling has now ended.

In summary, what an absolutely useless riding year it has been. Lack of funds, lack of time have limited any rides to at most a few hundred miles and only one has included a stop over.

There was a ride to a Horizons Unlimited meeting where I gave a talk to a crowd of almost several, summed up by a bloke who said, “I see Tiffany Coates is giving a talk and some bloke called Steve Baker is too, but I’ve never heard of him, does anyone know who he is?” he asked me. Well, that displays all the senses of adventure I want in an audience, so I told him to go and watch Tiffany.

Still, not much of an adventure from my point of view either, it was only down the road a few miles.

I joined a Welsh group ride out too… that was very unsatisfactory for a lot of reasons, so I’ll be giving them a miss in future.
All the other rides, of which there were maybe 10 at most, were little visits to a point of interest, or a meander aimlessly for a few hours. The cost of the bike, especially with such high fuel and such a low income, makes me wonder if I’ll keep it on the road at all next year and that Karen might not have just put the final nail in my riding with her disingenuous divorce attorney having ridden roughshod over my guy, who had no time to work at all.

Certainly any sense of there being a future adventure such as the Three Teas seems to be an extremely remote possibility and that my adventures are now done and dusted, and not only for this year.