Nick Jordan

On my way home this evening I was sitting in the queue at some traffic lights when another BMW motorcycle pulled up next to me. The rider and I got chatting, as you do, and found ourselves going in the same direction. Having established that we lived quite close to each other he asked me if I fancied a cuppa. Now I’m not one to turn down tea, so naturally I accepted and had a very nice time as a result. We’ve agreed to meet up sometime soon for a ride out or a beer or two. I’m looking forward to it.