Work day for me I’m afraid, would love to give the new bike a run out in aid of charity if it were not.
Ah, yet another sad case of exploitation of immigrant labour Working on a Sunday indeed.
For anyone else like me who failed to find Rond Terrace on google maps and whereis, it’s that carpark at the southern end of Anzac Parade between the roundabout and the lake.
That’s the same weekend Ulysses are having their AGM in Penrith – Ulysses is a bike club for more “experienced” (cough *older*) riders… Lots of them usually support this sort of thing but I’d say they’ll be out of town!
“For anyone else like me who failed to find Rond Terrace on google maps and whereis, it’s that carpark at the southern end of Anzac Parade between the roundabout and the lake”
Picked it like a nose Spectra.
A good cause, I might even let Mrs venom throw a leg over (the pillion seat) and make a day of it.
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What I’ve got is what’s on the poster. Click on it for a larger version.
Work day for me I’m afraid, would love to give the new bike a run out in aid of charity if it were not.
Work day for me I’m afraid, would love to give the new bike a run out in aid of charity if it were not.
Ah, yet another sad case of exploitation of immigrant labour
Working on a Sunday indeed.
For anyone else like me who failed to find Rond Terrace on google maps and whereis, it’s that carpark at the southern end of Anzac Parade between the roundabout and the lake.
Spectra said :
Oh yes, hear me sing!
Slavery chain done broke at last, broke
at last, broke at last,
Slavery chain done broke at last,
Going to praise God till I die
Way down in-a dat valley
Praying on my knees
Told God about my troubles,
And to help me ef-a He please
I did tell him how I suffer,
In de dungeon and de chain,
And de days were with head bowed down,
And my broken flesh and pain.
I did know my Jesus heard me,
‘Cause de spirit spoke to me
And said, ‘Rise my child, your chillun,
And you shall be free.
That’s the same weekend Ulysses are having their AGM in Penrith – Ulysses is a bike club for more “experienced” (cough *older*) riders… Lots of them usually support this sort of thing but I’d say they’ll be out of town!
“For anyone else like me who failed to find Rond Terrace on google maps and whereis, it’s that carpark at the southern end of Anzac Parade between the roundabout and the lake”
Picked it like a nose Spectra.
A good cause, I might even let Mrs venom throw a leg over (the pillion seat) and make a day of it.