This is my dad. Behind him, in a few years they will start building Hunterston A. He’s going to be 75 on Sunday. He has a full bike licence but too much sense (and too little flexibility in his bones) to go back out on his own after a 50-year lay-off. But I have caught him sitting on my bike in the garage, looking a bit wistful.
So for his birthday I’ve bought him a 2 hour pillion ride round the best-looking parts of the North-East. Climbing aboard a low-rise cruiser should be a bit easier than mountaineering up the flanks of a BMW 1150GS – and if not, maybe they’ll have a set of stepladders for the flexibly-challenged.