100% Biker 176

100% Biker 176
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So, that’s that then…

This editorial that you’re reading is my last one as editor of this fine magazine; the time has come to move on to pastures anew an’ all that. By the time you read this, I shall be long gone (Jeez, how melodramatic does that sound? Like summat out of a Daphne du Maurier novel…*) so I thought it’d best tell you now that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my seven years at the helm of this, Britain’s best custom bike mag.

Yep, seven years, eh? Who’d o’ thought it? Doesn’t seem ten minutes since I took over from the venerable Pat when she went off to live in the sun in Portugal at the beginning of 2007; time flies when you’re having fun, as they say. And it has been fun; you lot out there are a good crew and chatting to you at rallies has been a major part of what makes doing this job so pleasant. Whether it’s been while I’ve been freezing me tits off at the Dragon Rally, or basking in the sunshine at Faro, hearing the words “’Ere, are you that bloke from 100% Biker?” has always been the prelude to an interesting conversation and I’ve made some good friends from it. Some of you lot out there are quite, quite potty, I will say, but without fail you’ve always been entertaining company.

Thank you to you all, and also a big thank you to all of you who’ve let us photograph your bikes and trikes over the years; without you, the magazine wouldn’t be anywhere nearly as good as it is.

And even though I’ll no longer be at the tiller, the magazine will still go on doing what it does best; showcasing the best custom bikes the British Isles have to offer (and occasionally ones built by those foreign johnnies too), and covering all the best rallies and parties. Whoever takes over from me will no doubt do a sterling job, I’m sure; no man is an island, as the old saying goes… unless, of course, your name is Arran, Wight or Madagascar.

So, anyway, that’s me done—see you at a rally somewhere, toodle pip!