My old Friend John Storrie sadly passed away on February 8th. Another victim of lung cancer. It was his wish to have a bike escort to the church. So how could I refuse. Google maps worked it out to be 156 miles each way. We'll see how accurate that is. I set off around 10am and arrived at John's house just after 1pm, after stopping on the A40 near Standlake for petrol at a Tesco Extra store. It was pretty cold. Even the wintery sun at the pitstop warned by hands. On the way up I wore the old all leather Belstaff gloves. By about halfway my fingertips were frozen. In the end there were five bikes at John's. He had asked that the order was to be Kettles, then other 2-stroke Suzukis, other Suzuki made bikes, then Aprilias, Triumphs, HD and then others. We had some pictures taken before the hearse arrived. Pepé at the meeting place Luckily there was a Kettle ridden by a local guy Brent, a Suzuki ridden by Old SOC Sandy. Then Mark Powell and me on Triumphs and lastly John Carr