My girlfriend lives quite close to the road of happiness, the biker's highway to heaven. It's a nice sunny day and the weather couldn't be more perfect as there is a slight chill in the air - and bikes crave that chilliness in the air. Mine will show it's gratitude by providing at least an extra 5 horse power.

Sadly, it's almost a month now, and my bike is still out of action, so the teasing is about to begin as I hear hundreds of bikers finding the most important part of themselves, as they fly along the road of love.

Yamaha's, Suzuki's, Honda's, Kawasaki's, Triumph's, Ducati's, Aprilia's, Agusta's, inline fours and v-twins. For many, you can hear a distinct pattern as the revs go high, telling you the light has turned green, but more importantly, one wheel's enough...

I feel lost in this blog, like a programmer without a PC. I used to be good at creative writing, but that was 10 years ago. I've learnt to speak a different language, computer language. People ask me many times why I am so quiet, and the truth is that I have almost forgotten how to speak human language, but I tell them it is because my goiter scratches the inside of my throat everytime I speak. I am out of practice! But I am resolved to return to my roots, to master the language of my beloved brothers and sisters. I think that the first step could be to reduce the use of the word 'I'. I notice that it's been used in every sentence in this paragraph so far..

Did you have a nice Christmas? What did you do for New Year's?

There are no long countdowns. There is no backup. The blogging has begun.