Sue and I had stopped for fuel on Sunday morning when suddenly the air was ripped and torn apart by the sound of motorcycle exhausts but not quite the exhausts on your standard two-wheeled motorcycle transport.
A group of bikers on trikes had pulled into the filling station and a glorious noise those engines made too. Here are two of them and I know in these politically correct times I shouldn't race to conclusions but assuming his and hers on these two machines seemed a reasonable deduction.
There was one conventional bike in the group, a Harley Davidson with an Akropovic exhaust and that sound like a piston engined fighter plane when the rider started it up. Fantastic. I hope that they all had a great trip to the seaside and enjoyed their fish and chips and ice creams because we enjoyed their bikes.
Both of these trikes were sporting the 'Help for Heroes' flag in support of our servicemen and women, so more power to their collective throttle hands.