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Was the place to be, where our own Rosco rocked out the Oxford Jerico Tavern.
The music room was packed out with adoring fans of Whisky Blitz, ready for a memorable evening. The gig was a complete success, a big thanks to Andy the sound guy for all his hard work making W Blitz sound the real deal.
Really Good bodies present @ the gig were, Scott & Laila, & tons of friends & family.
Congratulations to Ross & Whisky Blitz for a cracking set & getting an encore !!!
Miss Money Penny, modeling our new Karma Lifestyle tea cosey & draught monster.
Congratulations to Dave here in the office, for passing his full motorbike test!
He is now very hard to get hold of as even his GPS sometimes struggles to find him…
SOUL NEWS UPDATE!!
Concerned Soul agent Beth Robson for London, reported Mr Crumpet (souls unofficial doggy mascot) was suffering from infection of E coli poisoning.
We are now proud to announce Mr Crumpet is now in full recovery and even though his doggy walker was concerned he had shrunk some what after all the rain on Wednesday. He will be back on his tours and travels of London and the world in no time at all.
Mr Crumpet does the fez look Egyptian style
Mr Crumpet enjoying the sand in Denmark
Stay tuned folks for any further announcements!
There once was a girl called Lisa,
We really liked to tease her,
Oh, she loved her worms,
boy, they made us squirm but, we loved them too, just to please her.
Every so often, you stop and think… Cymru? Why not, one of this countries most over looked beauties, North Wales.
Saturday 28th June 2008 @ 7am, the touring luggage is finally on the bikes & one last look around. The only thing left to do is get to Betws -y- Coed 196 miles from Oxford. Why do we do it, bikers I mean…? My answer is only minutes later in Shrewsbury on the A5, its just stunning to be feeling the journey, seeing the sights more vibrantly. Am I just biased, just try it for yourselves, flog in the family car & buy the most impractical vehicle for the UK (says the man with a tractor as a bike 
Well we made it to Betws -y- Coed no stopping, hey if the rhythm is good, hopping off & removing my lid in the layby, how did I not even notice this? Over looking the Swallow Falls valley, I could see why so many people have told me to make this place my base for the week. A quick look @ the map “we do it properly, no sat-navs here” only a hop to the caravan park, Pen Islaf Farm.
Arriving on the farm after 25 miles of extremely twisty roads & getting lost in the countryside, the sun is out & then I see them…hundreds of sheep, cows, getting ready to keep me awake for the next week! Miss Williams hands us keys for number 16 & a bag full of 20p’s….”that’s for the electric meter in the cupboard”. She would prove to be the most knowledgeable person on Wales I have ever met…well other than Fi, handing over handful’s of leaflets on what to do this side of the border.
To be honest, for what we paid for the week I wasn’t expecting much of the static caravan… again proved wrong by the Welsh, it was amazing, huge and modern for the two of us! The week was very busy, early mornings, late evenings, kite flying, mountains, steam railways, castles & forts, copper mines, waterfalls, comical bleating from the locals & the best roads a UK biker can experience with out going to Scotland.
The trip home was sombre watching the mountains & hills shrinking in your mirrors, down the A470 to Ryder, over to Leominster then to Oxford A44. Longer more scenic route home, why is there never enough time?
I can only recommend North Wales to anyone who is sick of sun, sea & sand holidays, it just offers so much in such a more personal manner, my favourite break in the UK & you can’t help but think you’ve left part of yourself behind when you return to the traffic, fuel prices & towns of England.
Abingdon & Oxford, united for one evening only as Rosscott (Ross & Scott) celebrated Rosses Birthday the only way they knew how, by pouring dangerous chemical down each others throats in a deadly game of “who falls on their face first”?
The place of meeting was The Temple Bar Cowley, destination the Carling Academy rock room. Of course first there was the matter of the social liquids to begin their adventure… It all became a but hazy after that, but we are assured it was “Really Good” No evidence of the evening was handed over except this slightly dodgy mug shot of the two towards the end of the night…you might even say they look better for it?
Leaving the safe confines of Oxfordshire, Scott ventured south to Devon 4 the weekend and ended up discovering a rather unusual mode of transport! The Sea Tractor 3m, has been going since 1920 and has been taxing people to and fro Burgh Island. There is also a 1300 pub, Thee Pilchard Inn where you can wash very rare ales down. During low tide the pirate cove is also visible, and a walk back to mainland is possible, of course Scott had to run and try beat the tractor…and he did!…proof to follow.
Lisa was today surprized by Brenda with an extra special something on top her breakfast bap this morning!
Happy 3rd? Birthday Lisa, from all the Really Goodsters!
