Motorcycling: Fun and games on the M3 this morning, had a rear tyre puncture at 90mph. It wasn’t a blow out; the tyre just gave up the ghost. Amazing tyre technology, still had full control if a little wobbly. Many thanks to the car driver who pulled me over, he did have a Harley Davidson logo on this sweater which might explain it. Got some shiny new BT010s fitted now and am going through the scrubbing in process. It’s amazing what brand new slippery tyres and slippery wet roads do to your confidence. No doubt I’ll forget on the way home and cane it anyway.

There was an excellent discussion on the Today program about whether James Hewitt is a cad or a bounder. Apparently a cad is a gentlemen who uses his charm, wealth and position to get what he wants, a bounder on the other hand is not a gentlemen, but who uses his charm, wealth and position to get what he wants. In other words, a bounder has crossed the boundary into the gentleman’s realm. I’d love to know what they would make of Dave Dawes.

I seem to be dodging a constant barrage of fag ends (cigarette butts to our American cousins) whilst riding home. I let a car out it front of me last night to be thanked with a cheery wave followed fifty metres later by a face full of lighted cigarette. Where do they think it goes when the throw it out of the window ? Perhaps it was a crack al-Qaeda suicide smoking squad.

Just cleaning out my inbox and found an old link to Nick Jordan's blog which was sent to me by Simon Brunning. Nick's a fellow biker with quite an amusing outlook, I'll be having the occasional shufti at his site.

Motorcycling: Back on the bike today, great weather, it was even (almost) daylight when I set off, I could see for miles. Plenty of grip but my tyres are getting squared off due to 60 miles of motorway/dual carriageway riding per day, makes for strange feedback in corners. Still leaves 40 miles of twisties but the motorways are winning. Need to wait for another dry day to get some new one’s fitted.

Family: Celebrated wife’s thirty something and son’s second birthdays on Monday by staying at home and taking them, out for a nice lunch. Mine in a couple of weeks. Hopefully scored a couple of brownie points as I blew the lot on the ski trip.

Skiing: Got back from Val d'Disere after a week skiing with the lads (Colin “Dipski” Goody, Steve “Deputy Dawg” Gardiner and Andrew "Malibu Stacy" Kell). Powder powder everywhere and more than a drop to drink, very wintery conditions all week with -20O C and windy on Le Grande Motte above Tignes (3400m) on Saturday. Mainly white out skiing which tends to focus the mind a bit as there’s no definition in the snow which results in soe quite funny surprises.

Improved my skiing immensely, only bloused out of one run due to being a girl (so did Andy), declined a couple of extra runs on Saturday due to being shagged out after doing La Sache (must admit to being quite pleased with myself). When the French say “zis run ees for good skieurs only” they mean it. When they say “zis run ees for REALIE good skieurs only” they REALLY mean it.

A good holiday, can’t wait to go again.