So, who has what?

Given that I learnt to ride when I was 2 years old, it has always been the case that my parents never let me have my motorbike license.

Dad used to work at Rider Safe, the body who used to do the rider training when you got your license. Even if I did roll up to get mine, all the instructors knew me, and would tell my folks.

Keeping that in mind, when I moved out of home last year, I went along and got my Ls.

12 months later, and I have mt new toy, much to the dismay of my mother, and the quiet excitement of my old man.



It lives at home with me, but in the family there are three Gold Star BSAs, two Velocettes, a Tilbrook, a couple of Ariel Square Fours and a few other bits and bobs.

Dad's (home built and home painted) 21st present:



What have you got?