Was a trip down memory lane for me. It was the first time since 1991 that I have been out on a Motorcycle following my oldest friend on his. 29 years, 29 years ago!! We were both young and had the whole world at our feet. The national lottery didn’t exist yet, and for me neither did mental health. I was going to live forever and always be happy. Oh how little I knew back then. How things have changed.
The last time out we were both riding 125cc bikes with L plates on. I was working just to fund my social life. I really didn’t have a care in the world. I was young, free and knew it all. I smoked and drank to much, I really didn’t care. I was training to be a mechanic. I lived each day as if it was my last.
We went on many adventures together (and with others). I have stories of ending up soaked, falling off right in front of the police and ending up in a ditch. I blew bikes up and was knocked off, I really didn’t care. I was happy and I was free. My life was mine to live.
Not long after our last ride together in 1991 (not that we knew it was the last), I gave up riding bikes, bought a car and life kinda took over. My mental health took a turn for the worst and the following 29 years have not been easy for me. I’ve lost friends, relationships and my mind.
The past 29 years didn’t exist to me today. Once again I was truly happy, free and alive. We rode to Framlingham for a coffee. It felt really strange to be on the road together on bikes just like all of those years ago. After everything life had thrown at both of us, we were right back at the start of our adult lives.
Today was living proof for me how lucky I really am to still be here. To have revisited my youth and to still have the most amazing friend in my life. We have know each other since we were 5 years old. And still haven’t really grown up yet.