I bought no less than eight bikes in 1980. Not all of them crap and including a few months off with a broken leg.
By now I was really into trail biking: riding all week; bouncing around the nearest bit of wasteland on the weekend.
Thatcher turns the screws; R80 G/S; Rubik’s Cube; Yes Minister; Mt St Helens; Mad Max; London Calling; Elephant Man and the great music keeps on coming.
