Ah, yes. Cliches never seem to outrun motorcycles, especially the one that birthed a fair few of them. Take a look at those old shapes. Do you see the dead giveaways of modernity? The master cylinder, the indicators, the clear-lens headlight on the elegant maroon bike; parts that signal the inevitable and necessary march of time. The stately grey machine offers just a peek at its cast-iron cylinder head and an even smaller glimpse of its Amal carburettor. Both share the golden pinstripes and that famous casquette, though, even if the proportions might be different these days. Change is the only constant, after all, right?
