Archive for September, 2006

Just a quick update.

Lil terry good no-foot can at Didcot skatepark. Remembered his name this time! Maybe ride Oxford tomorrow night, see what weather does and such. Winch should be good on Sunday though. Hopefully see y’all there.

hi, its aidan. There was one night when i was stood outside the house and this dude rolled up on his raliegh what not, he was dressed in this high visability jaket and had crazy bleached hair and proceeded to have a whaz in my front hedge. sort of stunned, i didnt say anything but in stead listned to him wee. you know when you wee on the ground and the puddle builds up, it was that noise. any way if i ever find that imagrant i shall follow him to his house and proceed to under the cover of darkness wee through his letter box.
anyhoo. we met up with the one and only chris bradley and got keen with him on some wood yo.

chris got sexy, i have admitted today that, preston from th ordanary boys and jude law are the only men that i would ever snog

yak had helped chris out with his love bumps a while back, and so we jumped them. chris hasnt done much to his jumps because he has insomnia. this is due to smoking de urb. he loves it and i love him.

this was a nice little set, took a bit a wearing in cos they had a bit of a pour down that night. it should lead you through into some real nice sets. me doing a stepthru.

this is possibly the best thing that the chris and others have produced over the years, a nice tidy shady wallride set up. welldone chris it is rad. this is chris doing to faike, yeah chris.
his mum denied me of a vanilla donut.

i remember when we went to newport one time and chris started doin these, he thought of them and started doing them out the wall witch was rad to see. i dont know what to call it. bit like a hip hanger i guess.

me doing a tap.

these were fun.

chris getting his wall to kickout on. bo

me doing cross foot to wall.
after all of these shinanigans, we headed back to chrises, and that when the donut deniing proceeded. general riding is rad and these pictures are rad, yak took them all, bo. enjoy your next ride folks, love aidan xx

here is a video of our lovely day

went to some skateparks in bristol on sunday. it was super busy here though, very line was you were snaked by some pikey on a stolen bike. but it was fun anyway.

was talking to one of the guys at the park, turns out he runs bodyenglish zine, really safe guy and had the park lines down too.

will just pedaled fast at everything

this kid was just sending it for the camera, that person below was taking photos, so i snaked his pictures from afar.didn’t take that many, was too busy riding. also rode yate bowls that day, i heard a lot of people say they don’t like them but i though they were shit hot. locals there had the place good too.

some pictures from last night. pipe and davros playing games in the street.

oh to ye who stare inanely at your unsociable computer screens, here is pictorial information to feed to the brain that turns the crazy wheels of life, sometimes with ease and other times with such difficulty that you wish you could turn the wheels with some other device.

one day ebay will be selling brains at ?19.99 a pop to those stupid enough to buy them or part exchange for their own. sky and channel4 already own 73% of the populations brains, and help mould them each day with anticipation that the moulded brains will help recruit pure brains to turn soft. you dont need to think!!

these pictures are from chaz. those rad enough will remember him from theshovelload, sending turndowns over the main line 2nd. hopefully he will send some more in due time if i get hold of him. someone lookback at the farm.

i didnt get to sleep until about 8am last night. when i did i had about 2 hours sleep. you’ve gotta ask yourself why….someone else, bling bling turndown over a slades hip.

i tend to talk about the same things. everyone has things they like to talk about the most, and bring up all the time. i have 3 people i would call really good friends.

friend 1 always talks about sex,politics, culture and anything that might offend anyone, including me.

friend 2 always talks about food and how “lush” it is, alcohol, a bloke called steve and gambling.

friend 3 will pretty much talk about anything so long as its abnormal, recent topics have been about going commando,ticks,fleas,0.9 litre dihatsus and ear piercing. table 1ft at the horsham jam a while back.

i dont talk about anything in particular regularly these days. i dont talk about girls that much, some people think im gay, i dont like talking about events in too much detail except to my mum who i know is interested, so i tell her more than i’ll tell anyone else. i tend to cut stories short cos as a general rule people are shit at listening and like talking about themselves more than listening to other people. my mum is the only person i will ever tell a full story to, including every detail thats relevant. otherwise i’ll just cut it short, give a rough summary, and then people can feel like they know the whole story.

next time you meet someone new ask them to tell you a story. i was talking to some acquaintance of an aquaintance the other night in a sloane bar called clementines. i told him to tell me a story and he couldnt think of anything better than the fact he’d been travelling around australia. ive heard that story before. if anyone ever asks you to tell them a story, tell them something good. take your time as well, you’re in no rush.

this is my friend’s band cotton blond, they’re pretty good. supposed to be making a website for them soon. plans for this weekend:

friday go to grove for rev’s birthday madness

saturday ride with shovelload somewhere?

sunday ride corby and epic with didcot people.