By So, how does 4 days of exciting entertainment, in 3 different settings, sound as a proposal then? Add to this, the opportunity to meet friends that you haven’t seen since last years’ event (if you attended) and crucially, new friends that you’ll make throughout the course of the four days.
F@@k Me Pumps
The title to this post maybe familiar because it’s the title of a great Amy Winehouse track. It’s a song that walks through the possibilities of what happens when our shoes lead us down dark alleys and into shady dives. I’m taking a different approach to the title, one that
Moto relationships
We have different types of relationships with different motorcycles, just like we do with people and animals, and cars, and gardens, and vintage French cast iron cooking pots. OK, so maybe I went too far with the last one, but hey, we’re all into different stuff. Once upon a time,
The Tour de Bultaco – Part 1, Stage 1……..maybe
How many times have you read motorcycle or other types of adventure books where the writer started with; I needed to escape from etc etc, I needed space to be myself etc etc, I needed to see the world etc etc, I needed to get out of the rat
How to ‘not buy’ an old Moto Guzzi and be pleased about it.
Like a lot of bikers, I’m always on the look out for the next interesting or unusual moto-opportunity to either sell on, or alternatively keep for a while, ride it and then sell it, maybe. Anyway, I had spotted an unusual Moto Guzzi in my local Swiss, free selling e-site
Always look on the bright side of life
I’m currently, halfway through listening to Eric Idle’s autobiography in audio book format, and it is read by the man himself. The fact that he is reading it, means he can bring the words to life in a way no other could, particularly when he is doing old Monty Python
The Cafe Racer is dead! Long live the Chip Shop Racer!
I appreciate it is a strong title to a story. You might ask, am I both predicting and inventing the future of motorcycle AND food culture? Probably not, although I have view on it. In addition, I won’t apologise for this being a bit UK-centric, because the term ‘cafe racer’
Chip Shop Elvis, wine and a baby Yamaha, somewhere in Switzerland.
‘There’s a guy works down our chip shop swears his Elvis…….’ Were the last lines of a song on the radio that we heard before we turned the car engine off. It was a good song by Kirsty McColl, that still resonates with people, even though it was released in
A heap of shit………& a fabulous Bultaco
I bought my 1978 Bultaco Sherpa 350 from a man who had two trials bikes for sale. The other was an Ossa 350 Gripper (good name for a trials bike eh?). I went to buy one and ended up buying them both. The Ossa had been restored and the yellow
