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Continue reading →: Where the past still touches the present
This has nothing to do with motorcycles or combos. It hasn’t really got much to do with WWII airfields. Actually, that’s not quite true. It has a connection with RAF Manston. That’s because the person I’m writing about went out with many of their pilots and even married one of…
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Continue reading →: Maggie Smith in a sidecar?
Now Downton Abbey’s finished its first season, I can spill the beans. You probably noticed lots of splendid vintage machinery running around the village of Downton – Model A Fords, the odd Rolls Royce. But one vehicle that never made the screen was a certain Ural 650 motorcycle and sidecar…
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Continue reading →: Sitting in my old choirstall
I was back in Frome today, where I grew up. It’s not often I visit. I wanted to spend a few minutes in St John’s church on Bath Street. I was a chorister there, then, when my voice broke, a choirman as I worked my way from alto, through tenor…
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Continue reading →: Flash, bang, wallop. Again.
So it would seem that Oxfordshire County Council are about to turn on the speed cameras again, just a few months after they were turned off. I wonder why? I suspect yesterday evening’s BBC news story explains a lot. The bulletin featured a 9 year old girl from Nuneham Courtney…
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Continue reading →: Training is bad for you. Apparently.
This year sees crashes at their lowest level since records began. We’re killing fewer people than ever – although the rate of fall has slowed markedly since the mid 1990s. Cars have airbags, side-impact bars, seatbelt pre-tensioners, anti-submarine seats, ABS, TCS, TSB, SOS and probably even BBC too. If your…
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Continue reading →: Serendipity and sausages
Yesterday – in case you missed it – was one of those autumn days that’s cold enough for the jacket liner but bright enough for sunglasses. Pip was off to London for a course, so I had the whole day to ride. So I sat down and tried to see…
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Continue reading →: Riding, Airfields and Arnhem
I arranged to spend yesterday with a bloke I’d never met before, just on the strength of a couple of e-mails and a phone call. Leave those ‘fnarr’ comments at the door – we’d arranged to meet to ride a route around Gloucestershire’s disused WWII airfields. These usually desolate places…
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Continue reading →: When do you really own a bike?
For a while, a couple of years ago, I had an ST1100 – a Honda Pan European. It was THE most competent bike I’ve ever owned. My business partner, James, and I rode back from Cornwall one freezing February – him on his Triumph TT600, me on the Pan. I…
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Continue reading →: When is a Ural not a Ural?
Owning a Ural makes you do strange things. Often, you find yourself turning off a perfectly serviceable road that leads somewhere and down a track that doesn’t. Just to see what’s there. This happened to me yesterday.
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