
Honor Blackman in military garb as a courier rider during the war.
Honor Blackman in military garb as a courier rider during the war.
Whenever overly complicated and seemingly unnecessarily contrived machines are required then there in no one better call than from the drawing desk of cartoonist William Heath Robinson. His whimsical inventions were improbable, rickety machine barely kept going by incessant tinkering.
Accessorize the ride. A plethora of fixin’s to spruce up the bike. From a studded kidney belt, to Davy Crockett tail tassels. I’d rather just leave the Triumph we’ll enough alone.
Such was the catch phrase of comedian Dick Emery, whose ribald humor was very much of its day. He was also an avid motorcyclist riding big powerful machines such as this Kawasaki, BMW R90’s and Honda 750’s.
International Women’s day was this past week. To further celebrate the amazing deeds women take on with assured aplomb here’s a lass and her desert sled still knocked up and grizzly from an outback hare.
Listening to Richard Thompson’s most well known piece this image came to mind so I had to scribble it down.
Rigid with springy saddle. But a tooth rattler no doubt. Bright fire engine red and Hunt mag’d ignition. Long smooth roads through the high desert. Not for urban pothole rich streets.
Nellie says just strap ‘er on and I’ll get you through the jungle to your destination. An Indian with an Indian being carried by an Indian elephant. Adventure awaits!
On a swift bike. A proud Triumph owner was obviously persuaded to let these lasses have their photo taken sitting on his pride and joy. They both have a cheeky smile to the camera and I’ll bet are as thick as thieves when making plans for the weekend.
Sweet power from the classic in-line four from Kawasaki. Engineering art if there is such a thing.