My Father (and egg carrier) in the "Egg and Spoon" motorcycle race on a BSA Bantam 125 in the 1950s.....uncomplicated fun in a less complicated world.
While standing outside a shop chatting to a friend the other day who was out for a spin on his rather large motorbike, a lady passing by was heard to remark to her companion " I don't know how they go round on those yolks, sure aren't they fierce dangerous altogether " to which he … Continue reading Carpe Diem
They're looking at you.. Really... OK.. Good pose... Ok. you win, you're the star 🙂
I remember as a young fella being transported (with car even) to Cherbourg airport in one of these Bristol Wayfarers that Aer Lingus had. I think it it held four cars and rattled a lot. The thrill of it all!