Running, Motorbikes, and Pretend Plane Crashes

I'm at the stage of having fallen off the blogging horse where I'm starting to wander around looking for the horse, shouting it's name from time to time - hoping it will come clip-clopping around the corner from a nearby saloon bar. Actually, I think cowboys whistle for their horse in movies, don't they ?… Continue reading Running, Motorbikes, and Pretend Plane Crashes