FROM THE FRONT
My bikes need cleaning! All of those which are on the road, of coursealthough the ravages of the mighty Atlantic and my weedy attempts to protect motorcycle metal from their effects mean that even the off the road machines look pretty grim. So what? I hear you say. I hate cleaning bikes. And cars, although cars are easier due to a lack of visible oily and rusting crevices. My gloomy consideration of cleaning has been prompted by two machinesand , you can, unusuallysee both bikes in question in this issue. First off, the 250 Triumph which is the subject of this issue'Shed shenaniganis actually fixed and running well, not languishing in ignoble immobility on the bench. This is all part of the endlessly entertaining world of magazine deadlines, combined with…