Steed

My Dad once noticed a similarity in the passion of people who ride motorbikes and those who ride horses.

He noticed this as he listened to his youngest brother and a very young me talk together about our steeds.

It's a story my Dad likes to remind me of and I like it. It may have been the only time I ever met this uncle.

I have no idea what happened to him or whether he still rides motorbikes but I kind of imagine he looked like Beau.

Because Beau looks like me and I look like my Dad and my Dad's brother looked a bit like us both.