Old motor cyclists never die

They just lose a few Nuts along the way!
1961 and 2011 at least 50 years of biking,
And more than once on a warm day when you feel like a snack.
You reach into your pocket for sustenance and there is that melted chocolate treat, sticky and runny. You peel back the paper cos its double wrapped to keep the flavour in. The sticky biscuit, well thats not hard to deal with but then you have to slurp every lovely bit of KK till its sweetness is gone and you're left with a silvered bit of paper shining in your hands. Mmmmmmmmm will KK keep me going for the next 50 years.

This is just a bit of fun to fill in what has been a wet rainy day again with no time to get out