Motorbike nostalgia
By Laurel Wilson Dad didn’t talk much about his war experiences, but he did mention that he had been a dispatch rider at one stage – roaring through the English countryside at night on an Indian motorbike without lights. Fortunately for him (and us, his unborn children), he soon decided that riding dispatch was not a healthy occupation. Perhaps his tales of riding that big thumping motorbike sounded exciting. Perhaps it was because several of…
