I got back from Dakar and my Tenere was pinched – and so was the XT350 that replaced it. So I bought a Z250 ratbike with a duct tape seat. No one nicked that. I got another IT250 too. J model: what a smelly, screaming hoot that was! (right). I tried another a BMW R100S, too. Still not my kind of bike. After living in a derelict building for a bit, I shack up with some anarchists is Kentish Town.
Don’t Die of Ignorance; Chernobyl; Wapping; Challenger; London Stock market deregulated; Reagan & Gorby; Mad Cows and more great films.
