Just in case anybody wants to witness me beating my head against the ground at my own stupidity, and for general piss taking information, I shall be arriving (that's a tad optimistic to be fair) on (shock horror) a solo motorcycle.
I say motorcycle, I mean "machine possessed by the devil". It's become known as the bike with no key. It's not mine. It's a prototype. It's a small capacity trail bike with a yellow frame, big ally panniers and a penchant for seting fire to things and generally throwing it's toys out of the pram.
If you do spot it, please come over and see me, I may well be in need of medical attention, or cider. If in doubt, administer cider first.