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and I was out, 

Diana was already at work as I made my way to the stop for the number 54 bus,

which was crowded, 

past Peter Pan's Pool,

and Lewisham market, 

a quick look at the florists next door to the station,

a nice selection of cut flowers, 

and potted plants, 

lewisia looking nice, 

and the aroma of the hyacinths difficult to miss,

up train had just left, and I was in luck, the service today running through Dartford to Gravesend, so no changing trains at Dartford,

at the bus stand in Gravesend it was still a grey overcast day,

I was soon walking up the hill to the nursing home where Duncan stays,

outside this tree, 

had a huge show of blooms,

I made my way inside where Duncan was in fine sprits, in the background the television was on and a place that Duncan and myself visited back in the 1990s was mentioned, 

Riga, and this is me there, yes I know a handsome devil, well in my dreams, we chatted away about when we went horse riding in one of the forest surrounding the city, unfortunaly Duncan's horse did not like the ride and repeatedly decided to head back to the stables, much to the other hackers amusement! when Duncan's lunch arrived I made a move for home,

outside this bush was in flower at the end of the rose bed,

after the bus and train ride I was back on a number 54 bus passing the building that always seems to have work ongoing, 

and a lot more work seems to be needed here!

by the hospital stop in Lewisham,

the flower beds looking very colourful,

I noticed on the way home,

so many gardens,

with magnolias in, just opening up their flowers,

this bee garden on top of a bus shelter,

seems to have survived better than most, 

off of the bus and work had started on the 2 pillars that were demolished in a fearful car crash some time ago, 

this what they did look like, a pair of pillars at the front of a similar building further along the road, 

this was them after a Mercedes Benz hit them at high speed, 

rear end first!

another day, or two at the most and they will be as good as new,

walking towards our home on the other side of the road another magnolia was starting to flower,

it will look nice in a few days,

it was already starting to get dark, arriving home Diana was getting ready, she was going to treat us to a Indian meal,

at our favourite Indian restaurant, the Kathmandu Masala, 

poppadum's and a peruse at the menu, 

Diana order a coke, I started with a sherry, 

Diana's starter arrived, doti king prawns,

drizzle with some lemon juice,

for myself, 

a prawn puri, also with lemon juice,

'Cheers!',

as our main courses arrived, a Kathmandu kukhura, lamb jaisalmer, king prawn delight, bhindi bhaji, mushroom peas rice and a peshwari naan, including a bottle of Australian wine the bill came to £104.83, it was a feast, we took some away with us, no prizes for guessing what my evening meal will be on Friday! on to a number 54 bus and home, where it was feet up for a Midsomer Murder and a Have I Got More News For You before we were off to bed.

I Have Always Though,

that recycling is a bit of a con, 

photograph © AFP via Getty Images, and this article seems to agree, the headline from the article and I quote:

"The big recyclable plastic lie EXPOSED: Major plastic producers have known for decades that recycling products was neither economically or practically possible."

so there you have it, recycling in this case of plastic in a big con! worse still it has been known about since 1986 according to this letter below, 

the Vinyl Institution (VI), which represents vinyl plastic manufacturers, stated in a 1986 report that 'recycling cannot be considered a permanent solid waste solution, as it merely prolongs the time until an item is disposed of', about 32 percent of Americans currently recycle, but 72 percent of products end up in landfills - only nine percent are actually recycled, I do not know the figures for the UK, but I guess they are similar, to view the full article have a look here, what a con we are being fed!

I Have Not Made A Post About Motorcycles For Some Time,

so here is one of a style of motorcycle that I like called a Bobber, 

photographs Paul Berger, built by Australia’s Paul Berger and his father, this Bobber is based on a Triumph 1949 Speed Twin, 

Paul started work, “Getting something to look simple and just right is incredibly difficult. I think the greatest challenge was not what to do, but what NOT to do. Trying to keep things consistent and minimal and not allowing one element to distract from another. Overall, the stance of the bike and getting the right visual flow from the tank to the seat to the rear guard was the hardest thing to get right,” the engine and gearbox was sent to his father for a complete rebuild, 

this is one of the many features I love about this motorcycle, girder forks, so often Bobbers are made but the donors bikes telescopic front forks are kept, 

Paul chose a set of 32-inch wide drag bars that are mounted to the girder thanks to RSD risers. And the controls are the always impressive Kustom Tech one-inch throttle housing and hand controls, 

the exhaust pipes are off-the-shelf pieces, made in Oz by Bob at Classic All Parts, the dry-sumped engine is kept full of oil thanks to a Mooneyes tank below the seat, the original 6-volt system was kept, but it’s all been entirely rebuilt from scratch, and features a custom velocity stack taillight and a tiny GPS speedo to make things road legal, would I like it? You Bet! A huge well done to Paul and his father for making a truly unique Bobber.