In 1990 I was invited over to the island for a weekends work. Which coincided with practice for the Manx GP, we sat in the Quarter bridge pub, I was bitten and smitten “Oh I gota have a go at that” been over several times since, but not since 2000. so really looking forward to June. I’m one the Sea cat early hours of the 2nd and camping at QB all on my own counting down the days. No one to worry about other than Me
Affraid you might be right there is all you can do is be prepared, got turned over about a year ago van broken into lost a couple o grands worth of tools, my dear neighbour watched em in the act and then rang the Police I feel my early warning device has given me heads up on when they are here its just you never know eactly when then might strike
Welcome fella, I know the feeling mate L's alarm on her SLK has gone off a couple of times over the last few days and after having the front lights stolen from my car just before Christmas we are a bit nervous that the gits have returned for a re match. I have plan if I catch them. I am going to keep them as pets locked in the field shed. Blood sport is big business out here and I could rent them out to those that are bored now the pheasant shooting session has finished. We could have a Fen's version of the scene in Appocalipto when they free the captive natives. Run you thieving bsatrads run.
