became the tail-light . The finishing touch was applying a couple of Kiwi Rider stickers on the tank of course ... and little Dillon points to them and declares he is a “ Kee Wee wider ”. Now I just have to knock up some tiny leathers and a lid painted up like Valentino Rossi ’ s and all shall be fine and dandy . That ’ s in the future of course , but allow me now to wander back into the past . To the April of 1921 when a senior magistrate down Blenheim way , by the name of Mr PJ Hollings , was riled by a chap who stood before his bench and gavel . According to the newspaper of the day , Mr Hollings was quoted as saying “ motorcycles are becoming an intolerable nuisance and the way they travel along the streets is a danger to everyone .” He said this before inflicting a fine on the motorcyclist who had been brought before him for exceeding “ a speed greater than 15 miles per hour ” which was against the bylaws then . “ If 15 miles per hour is not fast enough then you had better get an aeroplane ,” he sarcastically added . All dinky-di historical stuff which emerged in one of those “ 100 years ago on this day ” columns . And so dear reader ( I use the singular as a swarm of you would have likely headed off to the local bottle store at this stage ) I intend to impart some suitable words of wisdom in little Dillon ’ s direction in a week or three . “ My dear lad ,” I shall say , “ If you can ’ t edge past 15 miles per hour when you are twowheeling in future days then I can only suggest that you should take a bus instead . I ’ ll get the lad sorted .