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DIARY
- Tuesday 13th November
2007
Motorcycling is truly an
International pastime.
Being able to speak
English and broad
Yorkshire is no longer
enough. In the past
couple of weeks I have
had Polish, Chinese and
Thai students mixed in
with the 'locals' and
this has caused much
hilarity on the training
pad - at my expense I
might add.
Has anyone recently tried
to explain in Thai the
principle of centrifugal
force?
Why can't I find the
words in Chinese to say a
polycarbonate helmet is
only good for two years
and a fibre glass one for
five?
Last year I did a course
in British sign language
to help with any deaf
students we might get -
this is of no use
whatsoever over the radio
of course - and any signs
I might make could cause
shock and disbelief to
any passing motorist, (as
if I would - shame on
you!)
It calls for a little
ingenuity and a lot of
mime. My Brum brum brum
with relevant twisting
wrist action and a shake
of the head means 'don't
put the power on and off
on a twist and go moped
when doing slow control'.
A pursing of the lips, a
wobble on the cheeks
(facial) and a smooth
Brrrrrrr succeeds in
showering all and sundry,
tests the strength of the
denture fixative but
means 'keep the power
smooth and use a little
back brake.
Demonstrating of course
is the easiest way. I
have become quite adept
at riding a bike, knees
trembling (now we could
get into trouble here)
exaggerating the wobble
and then doing the 'knees
gripping the tank' bit as
I ride a tight figure of
eight, get my drift?
We have a game to show
where the stopping
distance could be, when
the brakes are applied
between a pair of traffic
cones.
Imagine this. Instructor
stands there between the
cones, points back at the
top of the training pad,
assumes a George Formby
head down bum up TT Race
style, lots of revving
and brumming noises and
then pointing at the
speedo of the parked bike
indicates no more than
20mph and then apply
brake. Then, said
Instructor runs forward,
trying to mime holding
back, showing where the
bike could possibly come
to rest. Then Instructor
actually does the
emergency stop,
exaggerating always, the
actual distance it takes
to stop - just to make it
look good! Piece of cake
eh?
So involved was I with
the Thai student that
when I turned to the
Chinese lad and asked, in
fragmented English, if he
understood, he replied
'Course I do - I wur born
in Batley tha knows'
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