having trouble getting my Aermacchi Sprint going. It just wouldn’t run on the kickstart, but it would if you bump-started it. Unfortunately, there is a dearth of hills round my way, and I’d been thrashing away at it for 40 minutes before a young chap in a hot hatchback kindly gave me a shove. I can only assume I was wearing my cloak of invisibility, as the couple parked next to me on the Honda Pan European didn’t acknowledge my existence. Young people, eh, with their
