Well there I was, minding my own surfin' business, when I Stumbledupon this weird-looking contraption, courtesy of http://www.kingsmotorbikes.com. I though nothing of it, until I noticed the tiny, 80cc engine. Further investigation into the site revealed that they mail order bike conversion kits: yes, you too can ride a motorised bicycle of your choice!

Would like to see what the DVLA make of it though; and would you need to wear a helmet?

Do you obey your kitty? Of course you do, after all, we know who is the boss 'round here eh?

Well now you can demonstrate your obeisance by displaying this, along with other great images.

Read and obey!

Into this:

Since having our garage roof replaced in November, this eyesore of a pile of asbestos sheeting has been sitting in the garden; my plan to dispose of it myself, thus saving £500 has finally come together this week, involving the use of our new trailer and the local dump. Problem is, they'll only take 6 sheets of 6x4 feet sheets a day, but hey, day 2 so far, and most of it has disappeared.

I am itching all over though. And my middle finger has turned an attractive shade of purple.

The job involved removing the rear bumper, reading fitting destructions, (surely you mean instructions? - Ed) downloading and then referring to the car's manual, and much swearing and use of socket wrenches as I fitted the bar to the chassis of the car.

In the outdoors.

Wearing only a jacket, troos and a pair of boots.

And a bobbly hat.

There was use of a torque wrench.

Using my skills as a mechanic, I was able to save £100 plus vat, plus use tools.

The real reason was to be able to proclaim, "I am a man! I use tools! I lift heavy things!"

ROAR!

And a strange First Footing it was too; traditionally I should have brought a lump of coal, money, salt and bread; instead, I turned up with Mrs Tobbot's Ricotta & Raisin Pie: