For the few motorbike fans that I have (and I do understand if you are not one of them) here is the bike that I used to ride out to that weird accident, my 1960 triumph T100A, photographed back in the day when I still lived with my parents.
The other bike, the red one, is the police bike I usually rode. Ten years ago, in a moment of madness, I found it and bought it, stripped it right down to its parts and rebuilt it, bit by bit. Having done all that, I am thinking of selling it. I just don’t have the room for it. Sad but true!