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Have you ever had one of those surreal dreams ???
You know the sort of thing, your over tired or been on the
wacky backy....
Your laying in bed counting sheep, the head is spinning and
the eyes begin to close.....ZZZZzzzzzz......thats the wee lamb
go to sleep....ZZZzzzzzzz......
So the next thing is your in this city stopped at traffic lights
moto running and a crowd is begining to form around, your
listening to T-Rex 20th century boy on your ipod,
they say nothing just stare a beggar crawls across the front
of your wheel. The lights change and your of to find a place
to change your tyres.
Ride down the main road of this city avoiding what ever is infront of
you, and you finally find a tyre changer. Stop your moto, the sun is
beating down and try to explain what you want done, much side movement of head and you begin to remove front wheel.
A cow goes passed and a young boy gets down beside you and
starts to pick his nose, you look up and a crowd has formed
around your moto, hands begin to touch moto "Dont Touch"
crowd draw back two inches, you look up to the skies and
notice four or five kites flying. Back to the tyre change some aul
lad is now admiring his reflexion in your 17mm socket " Dont Touch"
The wheel is off, the crowd is bigger, tyre guy begins to remove
tyre with help of slegde hammer, you think to yourself was this really
a good idea. Tyre off but tyre guy cant get new one on, he disappears
into crowd, a man takes piss beside air pump. "Dont Touch" Horns
blare from main road, crying baby mother asks 'Sir, money, money, food, food'
Guy in sunglasses begins to play with kill switch "Dont Touch"
Then the questions start 'English ?' - 'what cc ?' - 'are you married ?' -
'how many km's per litre ?' - 'what is your name?' - 'how fast ?' then the
laying of hands again "Dont Touch"
The tyre guy returns with the rim beat ta feck, please God somebody
kick me. Grab the wheel start to put it back on again 'do you like cricket ?'
- "where are you going ?' get wheel back on and then final question
'do you have a dog ?' Put spanners down rise eyes and hands to the
heavens and cry out "please somebody kick me and wake me from this dream"
Well lads n ladies if you ave ever had one off those dreams
you have spent a day in Nagpur India ........
here is also a few fotos some of Iran and India
the girls are the ones who i had dinner with after me speach
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You know the sort of thing, your over tired or been on the
wacky backy....
Your laying in bed counting sheep, the head is spinning and
the eyes begin to close.....ZZZZzzzzzz......thats the wee lamb
go to sleep....ZZZzzzzzzz......
So the next thing is your in this city stopped at traffic lights
moto running and a crowd is begining to form around, your
listening to T-Rex 20th century boy on your ipod,
they say nothing just stare a beggar crawls across the front
of your wheel. The lights change and your of to find a place
to change your tyres.
Ride down the main road of this city avoiding what ever is infront of
you, and you finally find a tyre changer. Stop your moto, the sun is
beating down and try to explain what you want done, much side movement of head and you begin to remove front wheel.
A cow goes passed and a young boy gets down beside you and
starts to pick his nose, you look up and a crowd has formed
around your moto, hands begin to touch moto "Dont Touch"
crowd draw back two inches, you look up to the skies and
notice four or five kites flying. Back to the tyre change some aul
lad is now admiring his reflexion in your 17mm socket " Dont Touch"
The wheel is off, the crowd is bigger, tyre guy begins to remove
tyre with help of slegde hammer, you think to yourself was this really
a good idea. Tyre off but tyre guy cant get new one on, he disappears
into crowd, a man takes piss beside air pump. "Dont Touch" Horns
blare from main road, crying baby mother asks 'Sir, money, money, food, food'
Guy in sunglasses begins to play with kill switch "Dont Touch"
Then the questions start 'English ?' - 'what cc ?' - 'are you married ?' -
'how many km's per litre ?' - 'what is your name?' - 'how fast ?' then the
laying of hands again "Dont Touch"
The tyre guy returns with the rim beat ta feck, please God somebody
kick me. Grab the wheel start to put it back on again 'do you like cricket ?'
- "where are you going ?' get wheel back on and then final question
'do you have a dog ?' Put spanners down rise eyes and hands to the
heavens and cry out "please somebody kick me and wake me from this dream"
Well lads n ladies if you ave ever had one off those dreams
you have spent a day in Nagpur India ........
here is also a few fotos some of Iran and India
the girls are the ones who i had dinner with after me speach