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I was thinking about some of the things you can do legally when you finally reach the age of 16 and I came up with the following:
1. HAVE SEX.
2. Leave home.
3. HAVE SEX.
4. Join the army.
5. Do the lottery.
6. Ride a moped.
Obviously the first thing that I, as a 15 year old boy turning 16, thought of when writing this list were, leaving home, joining the army and doing the lottery – or not.
Definitely the most important one in my mind at the moment is number 6, because it represents freedom. So in the middle of July I will arrive at a miraculous day in my life when I can legally ride a moped, gain freedom and become a man.

Writing this and thinking about the date makes it feel a very long way away, and before I can take a moped on the road there are a few basic things I need, starting with a licence. This is easy enough, just visit the local post office and ask for a D1 application form and fill in your details (and try and get your signature right or you may have to do it again). Then you need a photo (£4 for 4 photos the size of stamps, daylight robbery!). Then you need to find someone that has known you for at least two years – easy; who is an upstanding member of the community, maybe a councillor, nurse, doctor or teacher – not so easy. Well I’m not too in touch with things around the cities but I wouldn’t go as far as saying upstanding about most of my teachers, and the only nurses I see regularly are on posters on my bedroom wall! Luckily I have a counsellor as a neighbour.
Then, after all this, send off the form with a cheque for £50. Fifty quid, I’m 15 where am I going to get fifty quid? That means I need to get a job… or ask the bank of Mum and Dad, and slave for a few hours a day in my holiday. Or ask nicely.
Well there’s no competition, ask really nicely and get Mum or Dad to write out a cheque for £50 and wait… and wait.

Eventually I get a letter addressed to me, inside I find a licence and with it a letter, which to put it simply says, you have your licence, but tough, you still can‘t do anything with it except maybe use it to prove that you’re still 15 when you get on a train.

Well now I have a licence next I need a moped, so back to the bank of m&d. Seems I’ll be getting one for my birthday. I’m sure I will because my mum is so sick of taking me everywhere, and with no real public transport and town being 10 miles away, she has to ferry me about a lot; and with my dad being a motorbike mechanic he obviously wants more work, so he is really looking forward to me getting it – not! Great that’s sorted, I’m getting a bike, now to tax and insure it. When you’re searching the internet for quotes its incredible how insurance for a 50 cc moped can often cost you more than the bike. Back to the bank of m&d (the amount of jobs I will have to do round the house to make it up to them is unimaginable).

So come my birthday I will be ready to pootle about on my new moped around the quiet bendy area I live in; but no, it seems they are determined that I will never get to ride, I must also have ‘compulsory basic training’ (or a C.B.T. for short). No worries though, the other good thing about having a father who works with motorbikes is he knows people that can sort things out for me, so he has arranged for me to have my training on my birthday.
two wheel passion
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