of 13 hrs…i had just managed to send the last flight off to shannon in ireland and drag my weiry head and body,down to the carpark were i would meet the bandit…stick it on auto pilot,and let it take me home…
so got to the bike and fired her up…
sat dragging the life outta a cigerette, somthing catches my eye…it was a note stuffed in my handle bars…
so…unfolded it and it read…
hello shane,recognised the bike /jayambee…londonbiker.
mate…that was phuckin fantastic and gave me a true sence of what it is to be an LBer…thanks geeze…
Hi Shane, I was gonna hang round till 2 ish thinking your shift was gonna end just aswell i didn’t i would of had a long wait. Should be starting a new contract up there soon so may see you around for a cuppa.