In the fifties my husband as a student in Melbourne, Vic bought himself a second hand Lambretta and paid 90 pounds for it. Obviously I was more interested in the lad than the scooter when I took this photo.and of course we have been reminiscing about the fun we had on this scooter and pondering which model it was. The nearest we could find was this advertisement in a paper in 1951.
Thirty years later our son who was also a student at the same university in Melbourne travelled the highway between Geelong and Melbourne on this Kawasaki, well loaded with cricket gear and trumpet.When our daughter joined him up there sometimes she got a ride too. Here their departure is being supervised by our Beagle cross Katie. Katie’s ability to recognize the throb of this motor always amazed us – 10 or 15 minutes before Stephen would roll into the drive on his bike she would be sitting at the door waiting for him.And here they are almost twenty years earlier having a practice on an unidentified bike belonging to a visiting cousin. Now choose your preferred method to scoot on over to Sepia Saturday to view other interpretations of the theme