Isn’t everything, but it does make life rather boring when you don’t have any.
I genuinely remember crying a bit when he passed. I listened to every show I could and fuck did he play some awful records, but he also introduced me to so many bands that I would never have heard otherwise. An actual hero.
Which is good because I’ve not ridden regularly in over 2 months. But yes, went to Newcastle, had a catch up with Amy at the Sheep, did some BRILLIANT traffic bombing and rode back with cramp in both legs!!!
It’s just nice to be out of the house…
Guess I am pretty lucky! And same goes for America, I’d love to visit! One day….