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Tiny Say's II
Do You Remember your first bike?
I do.A Raleigh Runabout.I was 13 and was given this awesome machine
by a relative.After falling for the age old adult practical joke of being told to stick my
pinky in the sparkplug cap "To see if anythings getting through" I wizened
up and got my mate Alan to help me sort it out.So there I was,cruising through Abbey Woods
trying to look cool whilst keeping an eye out for the "parkie"!I looked good,I
mean I looked really good with my plastic leather-look jacket
,gauntlets and goggles.I was like something out The Great Escape,in fact that could easily
be me jumping the barbed wire on our home-page. By the time I was 14 I had upgraded to a
Bantam,I rode this for 2 years all over the South and never once got stopped.Yeah,I know
it was stupid but I was young and reckless and even smoked Consulate.There was no stopping
me.I still had my old jacket etc but they was now complimented by a pair of
wellies(instead of baseball boots)I can still remember coming back from Folkestone one
very cold night, I had Hairy Andy on the back and we were both freeeeeezin' .The headlight
if any of you can remember,was about as powerful as a birthday cake candle.We came upon a
load of cones in the road and with my very poor lighting it enabled me to clip one with my
left foot.The pain was unbearable especially as my feet were like blocks of ice.Since that
day it's always been boots with steel caps. As soon as I hit sixteen I reluctantly sold my
Bantam (For £20) and went legal.There I was on my Fantic Super T,Kenny on his Cabellero
and Gary and Lel on their Fantic Choppers.Everywhere we went was a burn up,sitting in
cafes talking about trying to reach that elusive 60MPH and basically pissing off every
law-abiding road user in South London.We were a complete bunch of pratts but given the
choice
,I'd do it all again.Wouldn't you?
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Ripped Off!!
On Sunday I found myself in Fossies car driving over to Keighley to Colin Appleyards open
day.The reason I went was because I needed a startermotor for my GL 1100 so there I
was,armed with my trusty credit card awaiting the price.The guy looked up from his screen
and said £273.85p plus VAT.Poor old Fossie had to carry me out which is no mean task as
I'm a big heavy lump and Fossie weighs about 10 stone soaking wet.How the hell they
justify their ridiculous prices is beyond me.Now I know we all need parts but surely,if we
all start boycotting these rip-off merchants perhaps they'd get the message.If I had
bought one would it have made me a cheque book poser?I decided then to go into York to a
little firm aptly named Motorcycle Services York.What a sight for sore eyes and Paul the
owner is friendly as well.(Although we did have to make our own coffee.)The upshot of it
is,Paul is now going to be my main supplier of all my custom parts and accessories for my
RatWing and I am going to recomend his garage to all and sundry.I hasten to add that he
rides a Z650 chop which will soon adorn our pages as soon as he gets his finger out and
sends the pics to yours truly.His garage is an Alladins cave of all sorts of goodies and
well worth a visit.
Well that's all for now,I've got to get ready for the Lions Rally and to the arsehole in a
red Nova at Clifton Moor on Monday evening,I will see you again my friend and you are
gonna look pretty stupid trying to eat McDonalds without your teeth.
Stay Safe and remember,we are better than all the others ! |
East Leeds Lions Easter Rally
First of all an apology,For reasons beyond my control I was unable to get to the rally
until Saturday afternoon.Everyone told me that I had missed a blinder the night before so
I was determined to to make up for it.I met Paul from the Lions and he put me in the
picture about the club.I would like to add that he was a fine ambassador for the club
as,like some,he wasn't in my face all the time.I met up with Paul from The Motorcycle
Centre York and his girlfriend Sam who had come up from Oxford.We wandered round looking
at the many bikes and trikes of all shapes and sizes and I was very impressed by the
standard of most of the machines.The weather was holding out and I was beginning to unwind
very nicely,thankyou.There was plenty of clubs present including The Union
Cross,Accrington MCC and not forgetting The Perverts in Leather(As if we'd dare)There
wasn't many trade stands but the few that were there seemed to cover everyones needs.I
even managed to pick up a leather wallet and chain for the miniscule price of £6.50!I had
now advanced to the beer tent,tempted by the promise of Tetleys at £1 a can and the sound
of the Stranglers "Peaches" blaring out from the stage.I sat there chatting
while the D.J. blasted out memorable songs from my mispent youth.I was now in party mode
and looking forward to the band.I didn't get the name of the band but I have to say that
they were very visual and extremely entertaining.The sax player was brilliant(Why do they
always looked stoned?)and the bass player with his long blond curly hair gave the feel of
a 70's glam rock concert.The two Mancunian comedians didn't do a lot for me and although
it was out of order I was happy to see the first one disapear after being hit by a missile
from the crowd.The second one just tried to insult every type of biker in the tent and was
about as funny as a dose of herpes.If that's what the Comedy Club in Manchester has to
offer they can stick it where they wouldn't show the vicar.We were saved by the return of
the band and everyone seemed to relax and start to party again.I was now in hunger mode
and went out on a sorte.Cups of tea and coffee at 20 pence and cheap and edible food to go
with it made me a very happy Tiny indeed. |
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