In 1975 when
I was 18 years old, I started hill climbing on a modified Norton Atlas.
I then went on to road racing a Seeley Commando in the late seventies.
After only a few meetings, it became obvious that the long serving British
twin was well past its sell-by-date, and as I had no interest in Japanese
two stroke racing bikes, that chapter of my motorcycle racing came to
an end.
Fast-forward
6 years to Mallory Park. Whilst walking round the pits talking to friends,
my girlfriend and soon to be wife, Val, asked how I knew all these racers,
so I told her that I had raced bikes in the past. She looked at me quizzically
and asked why I no longer raced. I could tell by the tone of her voice
that she really thought I ought to be racing. Here was a beautiful woman
who was saying go racing! I thought I had better marry this one, and
some twenty years later she still supports me 100% with all my racing
activities.