It’s a lovely evening in the Flatlands. Which is good, because I had to spend 40 minutes of it waiting for a man from ETA to come and jumpstart Ruby. We stopped for chips on the way home and when I tried to make a dashing exit with chips and a battered sausage in my top box I got nothing but clicks instead of her usual cheerful rumble, and the occasional flash of “EWS” on the screen. I was a bit worried that she’d suffered permanent collapse after her adventures with the Hyundai, but Peter at Lind listened down the phone and diagnosed a flat battery. Which was bang on.
I think the bike has more brain than I do. We’ve both had a blow to the head recently and 40 minutes with nothing to do but wait in the sun were actually very welcome.
But I hadn’t planned to tell you about this. I was actually going to say that an even more interesting piece of two-wheel exotica was parked in the bike bay this morning. It’s a Kickstart moped – loaned to young people so that they can get to work, or to college. What a brilliant thing to spend my taxes on 🙂