OK... the plan this week was to give the bikes a test run. Only Ian Limmer couldn’t make it. Apparently his tortoise had made a break for it and he was giving chase on his Puch...

Anyway... the rest of the guys did, well apart from James that is... who was late. The rest of us met at the local at 7:30 but no James, he soon called in to inform us that he had a flat but just had to pump it up and he’d be along shortly. Half an hour later still no James.

‘Biting at the bit‘ we left our drinks and set-out to investigate, we found him exhausted and confused still kicking over the Puch as we rolled-up. For reasons none of us could fathom... he thinking that his 1969 Puch had a automatic mixing system in the tank poured in neat petrol followed by neat oil. Understandably... the oil falling straight to the bottom of the tank was sucked neat into the engine. Jay could kick it over all he liked, but no two-stroke I know runs on neat oil! 

Well... once cleaned-out, and Jay’s fuel and oil well and truly mixed we set-out, intent on giving our bikes that long awaited test run. Unfortunately our plan was soon thwarted by a crowd of unruly thugs who man-handled us into Attleborough’s White Lodge... where we were forced under grievous threats to drink lager and listen to great bands. 

Having secured our escape through the toilet window we headed home, bikes still untested!