Frenchbob

Damn! I didn't think it was so obvious.

Commiserations, Ryan. Bon courage, Bob

Take heart, Belfast; Elysium is tres calme, ce soir.

Dead oysters = dead diner. They should be blowing bubbles as you cut through the muscle, twitch when you add lemon juice or chilli juice and they should squeak on the first mastication. Occasionally the knife takes their side, though. Wimps use one with a protective guard; not I, of the wounded hand.

Ever the master of the cryptic comment, Belfast.

I never fret over V11 performance mods [pause while steam-driven, gear crunching PC takes me to the appropriate thread]. I just accept that my V11 has less than it looks and sounds. There are compensations: it seems to be just as dangerous at 100mph as most sportsbikes are at 160. Today I stuck my sharpest oyster knife just about clean through my left hand - almost spoiled my lunch. Happily, there were only two left to do so, cruelly, I let Serge exercise himself trying to open them.

The new BFG mount, I surmise. Front brake looks good. Hairy Pony will have one of those origamism thingies.

You may be right. One thing is for sure: Hamlet is familiar with the arguments of our friends in the GW thread...... HAMLET Do you see yonder cloud in the shape of a camel? POLONIUS By th' mass and 'tis like a camel indeed HAMLET Methinks it is like a weasel POLONIUS It is backed like a weasel HAMLET Or, like a whale POLONIUS Very like a whale

Crystal, but I hope your verbal diarrhoea gets better very soon......for all our sakes!

Hamlet may well have ridden a Tenni, but for Othello it had to be a Scura, don't you think?

On a V5C I think you should have sections 10 [new keeper supplement] and 11 Notification of permanent export. Normally, the blue part [sections 1 through to 7] which carries all the details, is sent by the vendor to DVLA and they send a new document on to the purchaser. If the bike is now out of the UK, you need to contact the DVLA to make sure they send you this, so that the bike can then be permanently exported and registered where you are. On a V5 it's basically the same problem, and you'll still need to contact DVLA to explain that you now have the bike and where it is, because you'll need more than the tear-off slip normally given to the purchaser to re-register it in a non-UK EU country.

You're right: there could be a symbiotic relationship. Ben could ask the pertinent questions and Ratchet could, well, philosophise all over them, relatively speaking....then someone would have to clear up the mess again. Nah, forget it. It sounds about as much fun as poking Tenni owners with a short stick.

I can relate to that question.

Not at all. I doubt that deBen and Ratchet are related at all.

You didn't. There are no moral certainties. Or perhaps there are. Ratchet will know.

Hey, I should watch yourself, there, Belfast. He has a close relative in the criminal world, HatchetRick, and he knows where you live......as far as any supposed truth can be certain in any particular cognitive context. In fact, you're probably perfectly OK. Go ahead.

Now we know what went on in the Scura gang hut.

OK, I'm insensitive, but not evil, not the GW thread, not that........... Actually, I find the whole ECU business beyond me, and I have brought Serge up as a carb and CB points cockerel, so he wouldn't understand it, either.

Welcome. Buy it! Life will; never be simple, or boring, again. I bought one........Erm......

Now THAT I would give barn space to!

Serge actually knows what "Mrs Tweedy's chicken pie" means, that and "Gerroff my leg you mad, feathered bastard". He's pretty smart, for a chicken. I have pinned a Larsen chicken cartoon up in the henhouse, for inspiration, and I have, once or twice, caught him looking intently at it. I think he understands irony.

I'm too squeamish to ring their necks, though. I'm really a sensitive guy.

Ben, where are you when you're needed?

Sorry, I nodded off for an hour or so, there. [Actually, I've been trying to buy a ten year old Daimler over the phone for very little money - the voices in my head again]. Now, where were we? Ah yes: KEEP YOUR NOSES OUT OF MY BARN! The F***-off big cockerel isn't the only evil thing in there - be warned. 'Er indoors has been known to lurk by the freezer with the old chainsaw that doesn't have a working oil pump: chain amply lubricated with blood and tissue, usually.