vroom vroom

my granpa used to have a black bike with a sidecar in the 60's. He traded it in for a 3 wheeled robin reliant as it was cheaper to run. I have fond???? memories of 4 of us being squeezed into it whilst he drove us home late on a Saturday night. We tried to put him off diplomatically, but gran always managed to persuade mum and dad(made them feel guilty) to let him take us home. No seat belts, but 3 of us were wedged in the back. Granda couldn't see very well in the dark, so he always followed the central line of the road, and didn't always go up the road in the right direction. Who needs to pay for thrill rides. We had one on their doorstep. We were all sooo glad when it failed its MOT.