I WILL never forget the look on Sally’s mother’s face when I rocked up to take Sal out for the first time. I was dressed neatly but my fatal mistake was to have a crash helmet under my arm.
Sally’s mum looked at me, looked down at the helmet, looked at me again. “You’re not taking my Sally out on your bike young man!”
Sal had warned me about her mum. She was one of those people for whom understanding the world
