Bloody Bikes !!

[hillbilly]

I used to cycle to work in Partick along the cycle path. A real pain in the dark mornings I was cycling one morning along it just the back of Earl street when the next thing I knew I was lying on my back looking up at the stars. The bike was nowhere to be seen in the darkness. I had been knocked clean off by a heavy rope strung across the path between two trees. Was luck not to lose me head. I found the bike at the bottom of the embankment by the rear light.
on another occassion near the same place they had placed a large B&Q trolley you use to moved sheets of plywood etc. that was sore.
Further along near the big dovecotes in daylight I had paint thrown at me by the local neds.
At same place I was passing a group of them when as I passed them one swung a thin tree branch like a whip that just grazed my cheek below the eye. A Red mist descended as I burned rubber jamming my brakes on and just went right at them roaring like a bull.Unbelievably the f**** scattered and ran in all directions.
From then on i always had a set of nunchucks in my backpack , handy to reach.
Another time driving a truck and passing under the old railway bridge at Scotstoun , at the old Drydock the c*** dropped paint all over windscreen and cab .

[The Egg Man]

Ah tell ye whit, don't go out gallivantin' wi' bAzTNM.

[yoker brian]

Ah tell ye whit, don't go out gallivantin' wi' bAzTNM.