Not quite. But it was a lot of fun. We went back to Berrigan (well the farm near Berrigan) for Friday and Saturday. Nice to get away even if it was just for a night. Zeke, the man’s nephew got the bike for his 9th birthday and he kindly let me have a go on it. Perfect size really. When I put my feet on the footrests my knees just about came up to my ears. First time I’ve ridden a motorbike too so it was very much a learning experience.
Don’t worry I didn’t go very fast because a. I didn’t know how to get it out of 1st gear and b. when the man told me how to get it out of 1st I was too scared. Especially because the helmet wouldn’t fit on my head.
Came back this afternoon after lunch when ‘the talk’ re-commenced. Stay or go, buy soon or rent? Rent close or far?
Anyway life is fun. I do think that a motorbike is just about the best present you could get a nine year old boy though. Zeke wouldn’t let me bring it home though, I figured I could ride it to work and park it next to my desk. Hmmm