that lots of folk are talking lots of talk about how the values of old bikes appear to be slipping. Okay, if not values, then the prices. Okay, not all old bikes, just some of them. And as you might expect, I aim to rise above such crass subjects as how much some of my own confection of weary wobblers might fetch should I suffer a mysterious misfortune and be compelled to sell them. I always try – and sometimes succeed – to see a little silver lining through every dark cloud. Life is more pleasant that
