Riding back from Sainsbury's, I happened across a young tyro on a CB100 (I think) at the lights. When they changed I gunned the 'bird away, then settled down to a nice legal 40mph cruise home. A minute or so later, past comes callow youth on said Honda, fully reclined on the seat, hands behind his head, feet hooked under the bars. With a grin a mile wide. I felt a "thumbs-up" was in order, as Len Fairclough would say.
