Now most of you know that I often judge the quality of a bike show by the food and
especially cake available for purveyance at their events.
So as I headed to the Southampton MAG bike show I hoped that there was a possibility
that food of the gods was available. A delicacy so lush that just the thought of
it can make you salivate and there is a possibility that you may change your menu
for tea tonight. A delicacy that Sotonians, as residents of this fair city, are called
Pray tell I hear you cry what is this delicacy? A fish finger sandwich is the answer.
For Clarence Birdseye tested herring sticks and cod sticks on shoppers in both Southampton
and South Wales. The Southampton customers loved the cod sticks, which then became
known as fish fingers and were sold nationwide. Now there is a fact for you.
So what’s all this interest in Southampton, On a gloriously sunny day ,a scenic trip
through the leafy roads of Hampshire via a windmill to the Southampton MAG Bike show
maybe thats why the 60 mile journey took 91 miles .
The four Horseshoes is tucked away down the end of a dead end road, and with so many
bikes turning up it was quite a walk down to the pub and the
Members of Southampton MAG were doing a fantastic job of finding spaces for bikes,
and identifying those that should go down to the show held in the car park and big
field opposite the pub.
It was a very transient sort of day though as the sun urged folk to ride and make
the most of the good weather how the hosts judged it I have no idea.
Musically Southampton is the birthplace of Benny Hill who actually was a milk man
in the city. This prompted his hit song “Ernie the fastest milkman in the west” which
for those 100% readers of old, will know became something of a rally anthem at anywhere
we met up. in the warm afternoon sun the DJ played some nice relaxing tunes as we
watched the foolhardy try the bucking bull of sumo suits.
Bike wise I loved the XV cafe racer a complete contrast to the original cruiser style.
And it was so slim. A Bonnie racer, and a panther with a cool beer barrel trailer
also were rather cool.
The sun though urged me on to another event and as I headed home, with Benny Hill
tunes stuck in my head, my thoughts turned to thoughts of cut fresh break, a layer
of breaded fish and a dollop of brown sauce, guess what I had for tea yep your right
a cheeky kebab.