Had an absolultey fantabulous ride out to (what was) George Whites in Swindon early this morning. I did skip breakfast at home as was so keen to get on the open road, it seemed appropriate to have a cheese burger and an energy drink at 10.30. Quite a few bikes rocked up and oh, a bloody bird took a crap on my beautifully polished paint work. Why if I had my rifle, I'd have had lunch aswell :P