I'll gladly post details of next years event BUT that's another ten months away - with my memory that's a long long time, give me a reminder closer to the time.
As for the stories, well the bloke Les bought the bike from is known as "The Gardener" and we were warned before we went that he liked a chat, this turned out to be very true, every time Les asked him how much he would like for the bike another tale would manifest, sadly too many for my feeble hard disc to store.
Turned out he bought the bike from the lad that painted it the lurid green and he was the one Les sold the bike to, he was a nice lad, bit quite but was always in one of the pubs we frequented (there was only two in the village), he passed away a few years ago at quite a young age mid fifties I think, was found dead in his house sitting in his armchair.
I remember he used to pester four of us that went around together Two Shooting Stars, My gold Flash and an Aerial Arrow, to take him with us on our Sat night run to Berwick to the pictures and fish and chips. ( lived on the wild side we did)
I took him once as pillion on my Flash that I had just bought and was not fully into at that point, certainly it had a lot more acceleration then my previous sports Arrow, leaving some cross roads I gave it a handful thinking I needed to compensate for a pillion passenger, it didn't wheelie but my pillion did, two legs and feet wearing the then customary Beatlle boots arced upwards to tank level and thankfully gravitised downwards again.
Don't know to this day how he stayed on, but he did but never wanted to go with us again?
All the best - Bill
