False Memory Syndrome

I’m writing a feature on motorcycle camping this weekend so this morning’s job has been looking though my photos to see if I’ve got any good ones that can be used by the magazine. If you’d asked me, I would have said with confidence that I’ve been a regular camper since I started doing the RBR in 2003.

According to my photos I camped in 2004, strapping one small bag on the back of the Triumph with Helen2Wheels tie-down straps, and then didn’t go back under canvas for another 4 years until the 2008 Hayfield meet. How very strange.

I don’t recognise the woman in the pictures either! I seem to have been a fan of massive t-shirts and big baggy trousers. I’m glad she’s gone.

Green eyed monster?

I’ve found to my cost before that Ruby is a jealous girl.

Now it may be that the dropping of a media bomb at 9.52 this morning, which required me to drop everything else, slap the Emergency PR beacon onto my desktop and run around like a blue-arsed fly for the rest of the day, was a complete coincidence and nothing to do with the fact that I declared on Facebook last night that I intended to head up to Hayfield this evening by car (via a work conference in Manchester).

I’m sure Ruby had no interest at all in the fact that, since dealing with the issue pushed all the stuff I was going to do today back into the pile marked “tomorrow’s problem,” neatly requiring me to be in the office tomorrow not in Manchester, I will need to scorch up the country on Friday afternoon in order to reach The Sportsman in time for my dinner.

And lovely as my 2CV is, “scorch” is not in her vocabulary in the same way that it is in Ruby’s.

We think we are evolved into independent thinking humans. What we actually are is a detachable opposeable thumb for Bavarian twin-cylinder manipulatrixes. When she learns to pay for her own petrol I’ll be toast…..

First step towards world domination

Graham has banned me from writing anything new until I finish the story of the 6 points. Fortunately I am not that easily defeated 🙂

Read about the RBR Hayfield Camping extravaganza…over here, on the Daily Telegraph!