1976 Honda C90 for sale

The latest aquisition. A 1976 Honda C90. It looks as though it started life in London and somehow wended it's way over the years to Sleaford in Lincolnshire. I got it from a man in the town who bought it from his neighbour who was a "bible basher" who used the bike to go to a near by village to tend his ducks (you would have thought it should have been his flock).

Anyway the "biblebasher" packed the Honda in in favour of an electric bike. Sadly he was recently knocked off it and is currently in hospital being treated for head injuries "no crash helmet, see". I didn't really want the bike but having gone to see it felt obliged to make an offer. It needs work as there is no spark (bit like the new owner). However I have as they say on Ebay "gto two meny other projets m8" so it will have to go. My usual trick is to spend money and then sell at a significant loss. However as I am approaching retirement and penury this philanthropic activity must stop and so I start being more disciplined and it will be for sale as it is.

If u want it tel me no quik m8 lol.

Crash Helmet Painters Art circa 1963

Mr Pilsworth of Lincoln Lane, Metheringham in Lincolnshire gave me the crash helmet in 1963. He had a 192cc LE Velocette as I recall. The helmet was probably unsafe when he passed it over to me. Alan Woolley a local young apprentice signwriter was the artist of choice for most helmet owners in the locality. But I thought (having "O" level Art and being a knowall) I would do mine myself. So I found some green and red house paint, complementary colours see, applied them carefully and left the helmet to dry on a shelf in the garage. When I returned I found my mother had knocked it off into a tub of sawdust. She probably did it on purpose as she was always trying to curtail my charisma with young women.

Repainted the lid in the black, white and blue Dulux which remains today. I was the only local lad with a woodchip helmet.........cool or what.

Either my head has got bigger or that hat has shrunk!

Leigh on Sea

Trip to Leigh on Sea to see Amy, her partner and grandson Orson. Absolutely freezing on the banks of the Thames estuary. To Burnham on Crouch on Saturday. Absolutely freezing on the banks of the Crouch. As usual visit to daughter meant too many fattening foods consumed and wallet lightened "haven't got my purse Dad I'll give it to you when we get home". Urgent need to increase statins and decrease spending. Hackney Slasher appears to hold no hard feelings.

I think it is a dragon fly

Snapped in the garden earlier in the year, wings so delicate the camera can hardly capture them.