TALES FROM THE SHED
That’s the problem with selling a few motorcycles. Well. It’s one of the problems. I have more problems than most with selling bikes. Reaching the decision to sell is the first problem. Then – because in this case I needed a wodge of money for another project – I decided to offer several bikes for sale, see which sold the first and maybe hang onto a couple of old favourites. This kind of thinking helps me focus, as well as hopefully helping me decide what sort of prices to ask. Prices not entirely dictated by what a bike is actually worth, more by how slowly I want it to sell. So those I value least I price lowest, and those I like the best … the other thing.
Of course the expensive favourites sell first. This appears to be a law of some kind. Mysterious.
The next thing that always but always happens is that I find myself strolling through The Shed’s echoing emptiness, where previously stood a rank of motorcycle covers – all of them sheltering some monster from the Atlantic salt. You can read that two ways. I know what I mean.
Anyway, financial target achieved, of course Rowena revealed a really nice Norton for sale at the auction at the Bristol Show at the beginning of February. She does things like this. I had no spare money, so of course I ignored her. At first. She sent
