“Steve F came up in the evening – killer night”
Steve F was one of the new chums I’d made at college. I didn’t hang out with him that often but whenever we did we always seemed to compliment each other’s sense of humour. We both knew how to see the ludicrous side of things and shared a common interest in different types of music.
Steve sadly died in a motorbike accident just a few years later
But not before his fascination for mopeds and motorcyles would play a part in my own world come the early summer of 1976. More about that when the time comes.