FURBALL

Australian Motorcyclist Issue #23

• MOTOmania GET AN EXPERT
• BEAR FACED
• ISLAND EVOLUTION
• NEW BIKE PRICES HOW MUCH IS IT
• WHAT SAY YOU? HAVE YOUR SAY. IT’S FREE
• THE GREAT DAYS OF MOTORCYCLING CLASSIC MORRIS
• A JACKET THAT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE NORM’S
• TELEGRAPH TO THE CAPE
• READERS’ TRAVEL WHAT DID EMERSON SAY AGAIN?
• LONG TERMERS WHAT HAVE WE DONE NOW?
• BIKE LAUNCH YAMAHA TRICITY
• PUBS OF THE MONTH
• I BUNGLED BIG TIME
• TRAVEL EDELWEISS TOURING
• WORLDS BEST CUSTOM BIKES
• COLOGNE BIKE SHOW THE LITTLE BITS
• MELTS LIKE PUTTY IN YOUR HANDS
• LAUNCH INDIAN SCOUT
• TOURING TASSIE
• TWO METRIC CUSTOMS
• MOTOGP TECHNOLOGY AND POWER
• BOMBALA BIKE SHOW…
• NEWS THE LATEST AND GREATEST
• FIRST LOOK
• FURBALL

…being something the

editor-in-chief wanted to bring up

I’ve forgotten just how many riding seasons have passed under my wheels. Calculating the number is difficult, because I have spent quite a bit of time working in London – first as general dogsbody at Airfix Hobby & Toy Sales (yes, that Airfix) in the early ‘70s, and then as a graphic designer with a magazine company and later an advertising agency. All of these jobs left me a reasonable amount of time to explore Britain and parts of the rest of Europe, and I got out as much as I could.