An here's me lookin cute on me groovy first sickle, in about the mid-Sixties. It were a BSA Bantam I bought for a fiver after seein it in a back garden in the village. The bloke even rode it down for me. It had all the road shite on it, but that soon got junked (but what price all those original mudguards and lights and stuff now eh?), 'cept I kept the front 'guard an hacksawed it in half to fit on the back. Then I painted the tank pink and for some reason covered the seat in hessian sacking. It all looks a bit twonky now, but I was only 11. Check the cool turn-ups and sneakers tho...
