A dear Motorcycling friend asked for his ashes to be spread around the Isle Of Man TT Course.
After his cremation a good friend and his son went to the IOM with the urn.
During a lap of the course on his 1956 Triumph Thunderbird his son regularly lifted the lid and tipped some into the slipstream until it was empty.
A German passed them and waved them into the side.
With some language difficulty he got across the fact that some sort of powder was coming off the Triumph and getting into his eyes and mouth....................