So there I was, in need of some new leathers, having eBay’d the last lot which were about two sizes too big (don’t ask) so I thought I’d try my local motorcycle accessories store.
After riding the wrong way up at least two one way streets, due to lack of local knowledge (north of Oxford Street as far as A40 is a bitch!) I ended up parked round the corner from the store and walked round, said ‘Hi’ to the guy stood grinning in the doorway as I walked in and headed straight for the 2-piece rails. This guy who obviously works there wandered up, smiling and offering help, commenting at some point about compatibility with the ZX6R. Dammit! He’d obviously seen me riding jauntily up Great Portland Street without a care in the world - THE WRONG WAY! He was kind enough not to mention it and very helpfully and swiftly sold me some nice new leathers in this season’s latest biker colour - black.
Whilst I was waiting for my various debit card attempts to go through I notice several ‘londonbikers.com’ stickers and asked the guy if he uses the site… turns out it was a certain Londonbikers.com member “…and that’s [another guy], from londonbikers, stood behind you.” he says.
So, I only popped out for new leathers and met two of the londbikers crew before I’ve even been on so much as a rideout, cafe meet or whatever. I’ll save the story about riding home perched on top of a full carrier bag for another time. :-/
I know who the two people were, but was reluctant to put it on here as I wasn’t sure how much privavcy they might want, but I’m getting the impression everyone on here knows just about everyone else’s workplaces anyway.
I fell for the BabyJ scam, too, today! Luckily he’d gone by the time I get there, so I got off lightly (still into treble figures) and could escape without the carbon coated bling and Termis and more carbon. I’m scared to go back there now!
Oh, and welcome to LB, Gadget (is that Inspector or just plain Mr?)!
i need to go to that store myself and have a good snoop around…im in training for the occasion at the moment…’‘must leave my wallet at home’’…’‘must leave my wallet at home’’…’‘must leave my wallet at home’’…
i’ll have a pepsi and redbull plz…OOOoooo…that makes vimto!!
I have managed to avoid going in there now for four months, but it is inevitable that I will ned up adding to my plastic poverty by going there. In an effort to avoid this I am currently under going a course of hypnotherapy. But, wouldn’t you know it they only do mail order as well