Always loved it.
An early battle with a barb wire hedge, aged 6, on a Raleigh Runabout, kept me from confidence on two wheels. Still keep trying though...
But tractors on the farm, Ford Anglias around the fields and tracks. Loved it.
Once old enough to hit the road, I had another go at two wheels, fell of nearly every bike I owned. Not a natural then, but I still keep trying...
But. Whatever the weather - especially in the weather - I just like to get out for a drive. Sunshine, mud, rain, snow, hail - even the howling winds today. Love 'em all. Driving for no other reason than getting there. And back.
For the past few years, just after Christmas we've always had a car run up to the North Norfolk coast. Icy, icy sub-zero cold the first year, fast falling blizzards and horizontal ice storms the next, but this year? Balmy. Almost T-shirt weather. Well... stretching the truth there but none of that treacherous sliding around for a couple of hundred miles.
No matter. Lovely day out. Breezy by the sea. Bit of drag racing along the beach road. Chips. A trip to the "novelty rock emporium". A natter with all those friends we wouldn't normally see till the summer. Friend of mine, with a heater and a roof, took the kids along for the ride.
And Jenny was great company all day riding shotgun in the T. Bless her.
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