I had many an "unconventional" workout to Ange's DVD of Jade's Fitness video.... She will be sorely missed...

Seriously though makes you realise how fuckin precious life is. Grasb it with both hands, I say.

Right then, I'm back! Me and Ange have split up. Maybe forever, maybe temporary, we'll see. I was sick and tired of putting up with shit off that Derek of hers so I bailed after a massive barney. Fuck that. She always sided with him and I knew the little shit would be the end of us. She's a good girl and all, but she really needs to sort that kid out once and for all. I know I'm not one to talk with all everything I've done in the past but how about a bit of respect.

Anyway, that's all in the past now. It's a good job I travel light because I've had to move to my mum's place for a while til I can get something else sorted. It blows but beats the sleeping on the bike!

So lock up your daughters folks. Bonez is on the loose! Free and single again!

Here's one of my poems.. I'm baring my soul here man...

Regeneration

Like a rattlesnake’s poison you got under my skin,
Angel….
Drivin’ down the D-road
Gotta get a free load
Babe….

Past the fuckin’ wreckage of a city doomed
Houses turned to dust, like our love
Gotta survive, gotta beat the demons the only way I can
What we had - once so strong,
Now Condemned, like Lichfield Street - I am beat!
Wish I could regenerate what we had.

This great dead heart of England
My city, my soul
Our future is dead.

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Copyright b0nez 2007

If you liked that give me a shout - I have more where that came from!

Helloooooooooooo?

I started this blog to make contact with other like minded brothers and sisters out there. I'm just wondering where you are right now? To be honest I'm fucking hacked off with it all man. I haven't updated as much as I should. I get fuck all feedback. I can't remember if I told you but I actually write quite a bit of poetry and I'd really like an "avenue"...

Would anyone be interested in reading some of my poems?

It's fine if you don't give a fuck. I'm a lone wolf, always have been.

Peace out.

But shout out if you read this yeah! Not to sound desperate or anything (oo-er!)

Ange is on a "health kick". Again. Lets see how long this one lasts. I wouldn't give two shits except it means we can't have our usual fry-ups in the mornings and battenburgs in the evenings. Booo!! I told her I'm a growing lad but she's having none of it. She even went so far as to say I should lose a few pounds myself cheeky mare.

So I spent a few hours last night in front of her Jade Goody dvd. Didn't get any exercise done though. Well not the kind she means anyway HA HA!



Fwoarrrrgh!

It's been a quiet couple of days, thank god! Nothing much to talk about really, other than the fantastic weather! If I'm being honest I was really tempted to just get some shit together and get the fuck outta Dodge for a few days... Go to the coast, like back in the old days when there'd be a pack of brothers out on the road with the soul intention of getting totally ripped, no questions! But that's not the case anymore is it? Oh well, eh? We can all dream can't we? After all someone once said "dreams are free MOTHERFUCKER!"

Shit... What I wouldn't give to be 20 years old again (or at least get my hands on a 20 year old Oo-er!). Nostalgia... It'll be the end of me.

I got ready to go out Friday night, went to put my jacket on, what did I find? Derek the little cunt had plaited all the tassles on my leather jacket!!! The fringe was in hundreds of rows of little plaits!! Must have taken the little twat hours. Well I didn't have time to unravel it all so I had to go up the club looking a right pillock. That little bastard has got it coming.

The thing about women is that when you're taking them out, they're crazy about you and the crazy shit you're into. They're turned on by the bike and they can't get enough of you being in the club. They lap it up! The minute you get that ring on their finger it's a different ball game. Bikes are dangerous, you don't spend enough time together, the club comes first. Arrrrh!

Yeah lady, you knew that when you met me!

Nah I'm just mouthing off, I love her really she's my babe. I just get fucked off.

By the way, in case you thought I was just an old fart who only listen to rock music from the past, I've been getting into some new music lately. If you've never heard them, check out the Kaiser Chiefs. They're like a cross between The Jam, The Who and The Pistols. Fucking mindblowing! So don't let anyone tell you I'm not with it. ;)

Rock on!

First off, hello to all new friends! A big FUCK YEAH! to all the brothers for adding me and a big OH YEAH! to all those ladies (oo-er!!!)

Had a barney with the missus today, that's why I'm on here now. I'm staying out the way like, laying low. You know how it is with Women... I'd rather be by myself anyhow. Got me tunes, got me JD and me smokes, got some peace and fucking quiet LOL!

I won't go into details out of respect for the stupid old trout (and all you lovely ladies on here! oo-er!!) but lets just say her Derek's name came up once or twice. He's a waste of space. If brains were gunpowder he wouldn't have enough to blow his nose. The less said the better... I've got myself out of the way for a while and can't be arsed to think about it anyway. All's calm now thanks to big Syd B! Oh yeah!

Not that I can get shitfaced tonight anyway. Got to give Ange's dad a lift to the airport tomorrow. He's going to Bruges. Alright for some, eh?

Seeya! Rock n roll!!!!

So what's a greasy old biker dude like me doing on a site like this you may ask. Shouldn't I be out propping up a smoky bar and sniffing lines of white powder from the thighs of leather-clad buxom virgins? Nah, I did that last night, I'm having a night off LOL!

I'll start by telling you a bit more about myself. I'm a young (for my age...) let's just say I'm in my early 40s between me and you, rocker living in the West Midlands with my wife, the babelicious Ange, and her son, the annoying prat Derek. Or Psycho Derek as I call him. (It's a play on words, psychadelic, I'm a bit of a Wordsmith if I say so myself).

In case you couldn't tell I'm something of a motorbike fan. I won't start boring you with all that but lets just say I can usually be found on a Sunday afternoon doing Ange's head in by polishing my parts on the kitchen table (oo-er!)! Oh and suffice it to say I bow down to the mother of all bikes, the Harley. And my own is sorely missed after meeting it's sticky end one cold winter's night last October, but that's a story for another day.

I can usually be found on the local bikers forums under the names bones666, outlawbonez, hornybiker06 , lonelybiker07 or cuddlez. So if you know me from there, make yourself at home - just don't tell the wife LOL!

Right, that's my intro post over with. From here on in details of my hairy escapades will be mostly friends only so what are you waiting for? Add me and let's roll!