RYE

EAST SUSEX

JUNE  29 2008

On a jolly jaunt down to the coast,  the warmth of the early  morning sunlight wafts in through the air vents as we join a convoy of sixties memorabilia on two wheels.

The smell of two stroke oil permeates our nostrils,  as the pack take turns on point duty,  feet to the floor,  flat stick and heavily laden with backpacks and expectations of a club meeting in the town centre. Immaculately preened and polished machines adorned with olden days black licence plates and stunning silver lettering,  keep up a respectable pace with the flowing traffic.

A sea of chrome glistens on every turn,  as brake lights scream 'help' and tyres scrabble for grip as the counter steering techniques go completely out of the window.

Parked up in the town,  the half face lids are removed to reveal the smiles on thirty something faces,  revelling in the full Lambretta experience as they seek out some decent nosh,  and swell with pride as the crowds gather around their pride and joy.