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This week, I will be mostly channelling George Formby

Toes out, shoulders hunched, monkey pout, double thumbs up.

Not a good look, but one for some unfathomable reason I adopted on stage at the MBE Verona. I blame the guy with the mic doing the introductions... obviously unimpressed by my English reserve as I handed over the award to Billy and Pepe, he urged me to look excited. Well, he asked for it.

Thanks (I think) to Billy for the photo. Check out the Italian Choppers website and you can see my speech: if you don't speak Italian, just speak English louder. Works for me.

Italian Choppers.


Here's what you missed from Verona if you don't follow us on Instagram (greasykulture).

More blurry phone pics soon, you lucky people!

Jackie is a punk, Judy is a runt

More photos from Verona soon. In the meantime, here is one of the highlights from my soundtrack to the weekend: one of my favourite songs, by a band named after
Pat's favourite west end caff (now sadly gone). Class.

Sideburn DJ Dave introduced me to this tune (amongst others) and has also promised to send me the best tracks off Johnny Moped's first album (I only have 'Hard Lovin' Man' on single). Again, class.

Verona and back

Got back from Verona yesterday fairly unscathed by the snow in Europe and Aperol consumed on the trip.

We had a great time and a successful show. The Expo seemed even bigger than last year, if that's possible.

Like last year, lovely MBE organiser Gaia asked me to pick a bike from those on show to receive the GKM award; it went to this 1400cc S&S drag bike, built by a little firm called Italian Choppers (Pepe and Billy). I loved its stance and little custom touches (two front heads!), but what sold me on it was the almost exclusive use of Italian components around the S&S lump.

The tank, for example, is from an Italian moped, as is the scalloped rear valance... shaped and widened to fit. Two Brembo stoppers, check. Rare 'Ceat' Italian rear tyre, check. The dual Dell'Orto carbs, homemade pipes, front hub and Tommaselli throttle were icing on the cake. Well done boys... lovely work. We'll be featuring it in the magazine soon.

Thanks goes to my mucker Pat for all his help and to Phil for the laughs.

Stick this on your pipe and smoke it

Yep, we have new, thick, hand-screen printed stickers... the perfect accompaniment to any pipe, oil tank or hot rod window.

If you come by our table at Verona, we'll have some there.

Subscribers will get one inside their new-look GKM in a few weeks' time.

From outta the blue

From the Yokohama files... how nice is this? In the car park. 2011, 2010? Can't remember.


I need to take a break from looking at bikes all day

So sometimes I stop laying out a page or writing a feature and hit YouTube to, yes, look at even more bikes.

I would love to know where these crappy 'documentaries' source all their images and old footage of club members on their bikes (from what looks like the late fifties and early sixties). If all those little snippets could be cut together... nice.

Look east

No one beats the Japanese chopper mags for their combination of quality and content.

The latest Cycle Headz is full, as ever, of lovely stuff (I worked out this is a '47, above, but everything else is in Japanese, so don't ask me).

Get a copy, if you can. Thanks Mochi and Yusuke!

Bit less seasoning please

Just over three months ago, I took this photo riding home from a lazy lunch in the country with Pete. Chuck Taylors and sunshine, Ray Bans and warm air. Perfect.

So don't give me that old bollocks about how you love the seasons: watching the leaves turn then drop; waking to that muffled silence that tells you the first snow has fallen; waiting for the spring flowers to push their way through frost.

I don't want seasons. I want sunshine, every day. All year round.

I had that, pretty much, in Australia. In the ten years we lived there, NSW was officially 'in drought'. Ideal in biking terms. (Obviously slightly less ideal in population sustainability terms.)

Still can't get used to the descent into four or five months of freezing, wet – and soon to be snow-covered – misery here.

I need to get to LA or Sydney, fast.


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