Easter Monday came with added Sunshine the warmth touched my face..the working saddle was rampant enough to leave a heavy sigh along the road side as the bank holiday traffic paused..even crows walked faster than my tiny red van...Sunshine brought out ladies in tight dresses and sugar coated tops i sighed again....as things i wish i had jiggled...a crunched Motorbike in Manchester lay along the road side the blue flashing lights of a single police car reflected on the old church windows...Easter is a time when Motorbike heads blow off the cobwebs and ride into the distance....Easy Rider always springs to mind as they roar past in a vanished mist.....An old man passed on a sit up and beg handle bars up to the heavens...he rode as if he came from his mothers womb...i admired him....a small walk in the hills above my humble home is as fast as i want to travel on this day..the setting sun over the Manchester Basin..even made Winnie The Poo pause before dipping his paw in honey....a soft Tom Cruise in war of the worlds would paint a picture of the view minus those things that walked on long legs.....
I am not alone within these four walls for a number of weeks slut inside me is already whispering thoughts in my ears..fingers crossed i will pass as always into the big bra hanging on the wall....time now to hunt the black goblins of the night...to all whom pass this way luv and peace.....so goeth....