tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post5269515165938028699..comments2024-03-29T07:51:40.085+00:00Comments on Yorkshire Pudding: RelaxYorkshire Puddinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-30564663981521790752015-12-28T16:38:03.658+00:002015-12-28T16:38:03.658+00:00Good heavens, no! I don't think Big Bear has ...Good heavens, no! I don't think Big Bear has ever been on a bike and my biker days were over at the ripe old age of 20.Peace Thymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17361079101751470855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-91042082432089090542015-12-28T13:29:20.312+00:002015-12-28T13:29:20.312+00:00You got me dude! Remember when we kicked ass at Al...You got me dude! Remember when we kicked ass at Altamont in 69? What was your moniker back then? I forget... Oh yeah, Dusty! Dusty Rhodes.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-67411699881748327022015-12-28T11:10:02.486+00:002015-12-28T11:10:02.486+00:00C'mon I can see through that disguise - Gnashe...C'mon I can see through that disguise - Gnasher Steelman is really you isn't it?Shooting Parrotshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07503757845024102476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-23014796021835451062015-12-28T10:09:28.002+00:002015-12-28T10:09:28.002+00:00Reality Carol. Reality. Truth is stranger than fic...Reality Carol. Reality. Truth is stranger than fiction and for this I make no apology.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-15445881457117107312015-12-28T10:07:28.192+00:002015-12-28T10:07:28.192+00:00Like the song said Lee - they're "born to...Like the song said Lee - they're "born to be wild". Using your feminine wiles, perhaps you will be able to tempt Gnasher back to Queensland for a "holiday". Make sure you bring your leathers and helmet.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-41058172180745238012015-12-28T10:04:49.797+00:002015-12-28T10:04:49.797+00:00Yes Meike. We should never judge people by their a...Yes Meike. We should never judge people by their appearance. I am surprised you didn't allude to Gnasher's keen interest in embroidery and sudoku.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-50662376538652721162015-12-28T10:02:20.234+00:002015-12-28T10:02:20.234+00:00Stay cool Red - in spite of your hot name. Perhaps...Stay cool Red - in spite of your hot name. Perhaps you should change it to Pink or maybe Yellow?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-7658325921351543412015-12-28T10:01:27.315+00:002015-12-28T10:01:27.315+00:00That's cos you are a rough tough sandlapper Je...That's cos you are a rough tough sandlapper Jennifer!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-70969121290407129892015-12-28T09:59:46.407+00:002015-12-28T09:59:46.407+00:00I never thought of you as a leather-clad biker Mam...I never thought of you as a leather-clad biker Mama Thyme. Did that daring biker boyfriend grow into the man mountain and fine upstanding citizen we now call Big Bear?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-4923203117313760622015-12-28T08:13:02.671+00:002015-12-28T08:13:02.671+00:00Where do you get this stuff YP? Stranger than fic...Where do you get this stuff YP? Stranger than fiction.carol in cairnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13361149279309934814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-4133730359820884132015-12-28T06:28:53.363+00:002015-12-28T06:28:53.363+00:00Well, there is a difference between a "biker&...Well, there is a difference between a "biker" and a "bikie". I've a couple of good friends who are bikers...and the wife of one is a biker, too. The bikers here in Qld and throughout the rest of this country do special rides for charity, too...they do a lot of good for little children...and especially around Christmas.<br /><br />As for bikies...well, they're a separate breed altogether!Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-69408651270504952342015-12-28T06:12:34.670+00:002015-12-28T06:12:34.670+00:00I can just picture Mr. Steelman tending to the ros...I can just picture Mr. Steelman tending to the roses in his front garden before he goes inside for a cup of tea. There on the mantel sits the most delicate porcelaine figurine, a Meissen shepherdess, and he adjusts her position on the lace doily ever so gently on the way to his favourite armchair by the window.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-15856090348341686362015-12-28T04:31:03.705+00:002015-12-28T04:31:03.705+00:00you're really raising the tension here!you're really raising the tension here!Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-21279749530644643062015-12-28T04:14:26.536+00:002015-12-28T04:14:26.536+00:00Hmmm...redneck biker bar...I've known guys lik...Hmmm...redneck biker bar...I've known guys like that my whole life, and they don't bother me. :)Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12512800812290518552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-81331104364335648572015-12-28T01:35:14.321+00:002015-12-28T01:35:14.321+00:00The thought of a biker bar could, might, maybe lea...The thought of a biker bar could, might, maybe lead me to book a ticket to Florida. Those bikers do wonderful things around here for children and charity. Besides, they love women of all ages!<br /><br />The worse trouble I ever got into in college is when my biker boy boyfriend decided to ride me home.....up the hill.....through the dorm doors with he and I on his Harley....and right up to the elevator!!! Oooooooohhhhh! I was in such trouble!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Peace Thymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17361079101751470855noreply@blogger.com