So you know how it goes - your mate throws you a text whilst you're sat in the pub having a pint, asking if you know if anyone would be interested in buying his Norton......the night goes on and the idea seems more and more appealing, three more pints later and you've come to a deal. You wake up the next morning feeling slightly worse for wear, funds a lot lighter but your day brightens up when the bike gets delivered, the hangover subsides as you throw a leg over the wideline featherbed and roar off into the last few hours of evening light and suddenly your drunken impulse purchase all makes sense.
Thanks Tom - It'll be looked after
Apologies for crappy phone pic.