Well, it has been approximately 6 months since BF went out and bought a brand new motorbike without telling me. And, you know what? I'm over it. I think the catalyst was the fact that yesterday, BF took the theory part of his "big bike" (when I say big bike, I mean widow maker) test, and......... FAILED! the next one is booked for about a fortnights time thus delaying the inexorable approach of another expensive heap of metal in the garage. Oh yeah. I was a bit snapped for him to be honest, though, even though his driving is terrible, he's quite good at the theory part.
This is the bike he wants..... It's got Life Insurance written all over it.
Still, he has been quite a good boy over the last few weeks, so I have got him the Bestest Birthday Present Ever. Oh yes, it is great. The good thing is that it's transferrable to ME if he doesn't behave! Woop! (So, if you're reading this BF, even though I don't think you are, it is NOT the above bike. Soz.)
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