For Oilyrag

I'd like to tell you that in 1992 I'd driven across the desert from Pheonix to Jerome on my Harley but I'd be lying!  We were on holiday in Arizona and stopped at a bric-a-brac shop. The lady owner had her Harley bike parked outside and she forced me to sit on it and pretend it was mine.  As you might have guessed, I'm sorting out old holiday pics today for another Blurb photobook..