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! (right). Tried another a BMW R100S. 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 and Gorby; Mad Cow Disease; Wapping; Frost in the Sahara!
Small baggage fire near Arlit, Niger.
