Hanging Up My Helmet?

Last week I spent a morning kneeling on the drive, polishing various bits of the motorbike. Reluctantly we knew the time had come for us to sell it. We found a buyer very quickly.

So yesterday we got up early, and enjoyed a good breakfast together. Bob makes a great Full English and then he went to get ready for his last ride on the lovely red Deauville. The buyer lives near Haverfordwest - about 200 miles away, and Bob said he would deliver the bike to him - and get the train back.

We've had fun on this bike - but neither of us enjoyed it as much as the silver Honda Pan European. That was written off in Feb 2013 and replaced three months later

I did feel a bit sad for Bob as I watched him ride off down the hill. I don't know if there will be another bike, or if my biker-chick days on the back of the pillion have come to an end.

Going, going, gone...