I'm still torn between a sensible 125 trialbike like the XT (or even a sensible and boring, but completely reliable, YBR) and a lovely new (and very grown-up in an old fart sorta way) ER500. Luckily the freezing temperatures are giving me time to think. I could use the ER500 to zoom up to Blackpool in the summer months but then again I could use the money saved on insurance, if I buy a 125, on something frivolous and pretty (such as enhancements to my tattoos at a great studio we found yesterday). Family Business Tattoois in trendy Exmouth Market in Clerkenwell and has a great roster of artists working there. I know I'd virtually made my mind up to get worked on by Alex Binnie but I'm open to offers so I shall be calling on Family Business for a chat soon. Darren and I went to the barbers yesterday on Rosebury Avenue and then met friends for beer in gastro pub (and Guardian staff room) The Eagle. I heard a pizza calling my name so we crossed the road and headed up Exmouth Market to Strada where we sat next to the wood fired oven because it was fricken bitter cold outside.
Today I downloaded a brilliant little program that allows me to convert DVD movies into MP4 format and then transfers them onto the memory card of the PSP. This evening I walked the dog in the park while watching an episode of Seinfeld. I must have looked like a right nutter strolling around and laughing out loud (the chinese restaurant episode if anyone cares). Like Darren said to me, while I made a sandwich and watched Napoleon Dynamite at the same time, "it's like the future has finally arrived". If you'd asked a little boy in the 1970's if he thought there would ever be a machine that fitted in his pocket and played movies and music while he walked his dog he'd have laughed at you.