SATURDAY IN ABERYSTWYTH
You can tell it's a summer saturday in Aber by the throb of motor-cycles arriving from all directions;
A lot of them are high-powered modern machines, but by far the majority are Classics from the 60's.
Their deep-throated roar takes me back to the days when I was an under-graduate in Hull, where Roger , a guy on my landing, had two beautiful Velocettes, which had the incredible ability to take corners at near horizontal
Quite why these motor-cyclists choose to come to Aberystwyth is beyond me; It's a dump!The beer is both dear and queer; It's full of bloody Brummies, and there is nothing to do unless you enjoy second-rate boozers.It must be the ride here that has its appeal.
Tele-visual/ Radio-phonic Blues
I am very annoyed by commentators on both the telly and the wireles continually using metric measures such as kilo-metres and metres. WE LIVE IN BRITAIN it is YARDS & MILES
POLICE CONDONE ILLEGAL PARKING IN ABERYSTWYTH
each night hackney carriage park illegally outside my house
they are on double-yellow lines
they are of course, like all cabs, driven by complete TWATS