It's been pretty quiet on here lately,so i thought that I'd tell you a little story about something that happened when I was younger. It's about myself a motorbike and a sidecar.
My Brother-in-Law had a big Norton Motorbike. I was only 14 years old ,my Sister was 12 years older than me.
They decided to buy a sidecar for the motorcycle and asked me if I'd like to go for a ride. I jumped at the idea..My Sister was a Pillion on the back of the motorcycle and I went in the sidecar. I must say that I really enjoyed the ride.
Well they were taking me home and as my Brother in law was slowing down to turn the corner to take me home. They turned the corner, but i went on going.
The b....y sidecar came away from the bike with me still in it.I can still remember it as if it was yesterday. It's a good job that he was slowing down, because I didn't go too far on my own. Me and the sidecar went into the culdesac, the sidecar hit the kerb of the pavement , Phew then we stopped, just as my Sister and her Husband was coming down the road on the Norton.
Good Timing. I went bonkers with the pair of them.I forgot about the skin that came off my elbows when I hit the pavement.I didn't really have a bad temper. But I lost it with the both of them. Everything turned out okay in the end. It didn't put me off motorbikes at all, in fact I loved being a Pillion passenger on the motorbikes. But not in a sidecar, not ever again.
Take Care and Stay Safe Everyone. Love to you all. β€ xx.