Day 21 - Parting is such sweet sorrow...

I have just parted with an old friend.

You know how over time one grows fond of someone or something, like a ropey mutt, a heinz 57 if you like, or a petulant pensioner hell bent on being the trouble of your life at stalag 13 for the elderly.

Well me and Ten 12 have parted.  I have only known her, for it is a she, for 11 nights and 12 glorious days whilst we have danced the miles away with the best that New Zealand could put on the juke box.  Old favourites like the Forgotten World quick step, or the Gentle Annie waltz, or the Coromandel jive.  Together we have whirled and pirouetted and climbed, nay soared, and fallen in a way that would amaze should you have been able to watch us from a lofty, er loft.  Our efforts have worn callouses into each others unmentionables and has even taken a strip of rubber from some undergarments.  Now that's the type of lady that I like to dance with.

So Ten is  now gone.  But alas whilst I now frolic in the clouds and be a general nuisance to the Air New Zealand stewardesses where I will regale of the days just passed, Ten will soon cajole, fraternise, flash here bright beamy eyes and say 'why don't you try me' to the next leather clad masochist, but only once she is refreshed and the wash and brush up is done.

Back home it is now to the love of my life.  No not work for that is a sin, but to the K1200S that has sat patiently waiting for her master to return, and no doubt will try to bite my leg off in the next set of cold wet winters bends!  Note to self, I need to get her some new rubber too!  Phwooooaaaarrrrr... she said as I twister her throttle....

I have so much video now I will take days, nay weeks to mull it over and select the good stuff.  Like looking for the best wines on the ropey shelves at Tesco's.  Someone has to do it and it will take time to find but the result with be splendid, especially if watched with a bit of cheese eh Gromit.

So a huge thanks to Randal Brown of http://www.aucklandmotorbikehire.com.  Such a friendly chap full of the love of the dance but only with the right girl of course and only if she wears BT021s or 023s, Phwarrr!  Nudge nudge, wink, wink, know what I mean? Eh? Eh?  I heartily recommend Randal to anyone wanting to follow in my, and anyone else's tread marks.

I will add more vid to the blog before the end, else also look me up on YouTube (Wayne Tyssen).

Parting is such sweet sorrow Baby, we will dance again one day... soon.

Speak soon