Do you know, apart from the built in decrepency (If that’s even a word) that is creeping in at an alarming rate ( at least it feels like that) I am happier now, retired, than I’ve ever been In my life! OK, I cannot physically do some of the stuff I used to, but maturity has brought other benefits. I can’t remember what they are though
I’m with you there, waking up under a bush or in a strange place , cold, a headache and half eaten Kebab stuck to my chest, and that’s just the motorcycle rallies
How I miss Ben Truman beer, Double Diamond , pints of Cream Label all at 30p a pint , a pack of ten No6 fags were 18p although I gave up fags 30 years ago …and , compared to today, half empty roads all the time
When I was a lot, lot younger, I had a 650cc triumph twin, pre unit, single carb, 6t model. A mate came with me on the pillion to Scarborough for the Cock o’ the North road races at Olivers Mount. We got drunk, came off the bike and a policeman breathylised me. The type where the crystals turned green or whatever. Middle of the night, torchlight on the crystals, anyway I got away with it. Copper advised to leave the bike where it was, which I did. Slept rough on a banking, demolishing some of Scarborough’s finest flowers in the process. In the morning, had to ask a street sweeper chap if he had seen a green motorcycle on his travels. He had fortunately, as I had no recollection of it’s whereabouts! Picked the bike up, straightened the front forks that had twisted in the yokes and went on our way! Absolutely, totally stupid thing to do and was very lucky to get away relatively unscathed. Not proud of it either. The joys of youth! As I remember it, AJS 7R’s, Matchless G50’s, Manx Norton’s etc, the heady smell of Castrol R, happy days! I think I’m posting this in the wrong thread as I write, but hey ho!
Barrie
In that era when I was stupid ( that could be present day) very early 70’s, loads of mates of mine and my brothers, all used to congregate at our house with the motorbikes. My Mum used to make everyone welcome, cups of tea, bacon sandwiches etc, etc. When she passed, 45+ years later, most of that ‘gang’ who I’d not seen for almost a similar amount of time, all turned up at her funeral! I was choked, absolutely fantastic tribute!
Barrie
I was a teenager in the sixties Rolling Stones, Beatles and the mod and rocker scene really great times , I spent all my money on beer cars and girls I just squandered the rest.
Thinking about my Mum, I’m becoming rather lachrymose
You only get one, glad I made the most of it! Amazing what a bottle of Chardonnay can do for your mood. Anyway, onwards and upwards as they say. Roof down as much as possible (attempting to get back on topic) apologies for going off piste!
Barrie
You can get one for the ND RF as well of course, but spending £336 on a module to make the electric roof on a new car work properly wouldn’t be happening with me:)
Ah yes , the early 70s , smoke filled corner Cafe’s , no over the top political correctness, 2 stroke motorbikes everywhere, people just seemed a lot more easy going then, and when the rush hour in London finished, all the roads went quiet, well compared to todays traffic nightmares. Or maybe I’m just seeing things through rose tinted glasses , but this has nothing to do with MX5s
I used to whip the L plates off the Lambretta and take the bird to Skeggy for the day.
If I tried that nowadays I’d probably end up either dead or in handcuffs before I got the other side of Nottingham.
Operation requires latch released, handbrake on, out of gear, and boot lid fully shut. Then hold down either button to keep it all moving until beep says finished.
Release the up or down button at any time during operation to stall it in a convenient unusual pose, eg taking photos of drains or inspecting gears or chrome-dome bolts etc. It stops protesting quite quickly, but beware, if left unsupported halfway the heavy bits can gently sag down to almost fully open leaving the deck plate still up. So never leave anything in the cavity.