I’m back, albeit nervously pulling in the clutch lever with my injured left hand. After just over seven months of waiting and hoping that my accident on 26 December had not ended my riding days, it was great to be back in the saddle again. It was just a short ride “round the block” without an ounce of testosterone, but it was enough to know that I can now look forward to replacing Helga who passed on to the great wrecker in the sky. Is my new love going to be red? We’ll see.