Saturday, March 12, 2005

The end of winter


Winter’s last fart has echoed through North Texas, and we are now seriously into Spring. In Texas (and not only in Texas, I’m sure) there are two definite indications of the onset of Spring: one is the usual daffodils, blossom on the trees, and steadily milder weather; the other is bikers.

Red Nose Day
You might think that Texas was an ideal place for a motorcycle (or a convertible) – unlike somewhere with an altogether different climate, such as, shall we say … England. This is only partly true. Winters here are not so extreme, nor so long, but they are unpleasant just the same; and summers are scorchingly hot, leaving most people dashing for the cover of an air-conditioned mall. So Spring and Fall are the best times for biker-watching, because the lack of legal requirement for a crash helmet, coupled with the equanimity of the weather, brings out the Harleys in their hundreds. I don’t think it’s anything to do with mid-life crisis, but, for a guy, there is nothing so cool as an “easy-rider” cruising down the highway, hair streaming in the wind, eyes protected by wrap-around shades, and long legs casually stretched out to the front footrests. And it’s nothing to do with women, because rarely do they have a passenger.

As you can guess, it’s been a quiet week here – no road trips, so nothing much to write about save casual musings. But I do have a picture of me celebrating Red Nose Day. Val very kindly shipped out 10 “red noses”, and I distributed them at work on the following 3 conditions:
  1. If anybody took one, they had to wear it on Red Nose Day.
  2. They must donate $2 to a charity of their choice.
  3. There is no third condition.

All of the noses were claimed, and some of us wore them proudly to the traditional Friday lunchtime curry.

Hummer 
I also have a picture of what must surely be the ugliest car in the world – the Hummer SUV. You wouldn’t see these in England for two reasons: if you get 10 miles to the gallon, you’re doing well, and there’d be nowhere you could park the monstrous thing.

Only in America!

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