Category Archive: Human

Think British roads are dangerous?

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Think British Roads are dangerous? Well they are, obviously. But spare a thought for cyclists in Buenos Aries. This disturbing footage captured by Canadian tourist Alexander Hennessy, gives you a little taste of what… Continue reading

“Cycling….discriminatory form of transport”

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Have you heard the one about the lady Tory councillor, modest clothing and the free bike scheme? It sounds like the start of a non-pc joke, but it’s not. An article in today’s… Continue reading

Kids today

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Kids today, eh? Computer games, television, more television, even more computer games, demands for mobile phones before their 6th birthday, never happy (NEVER happy), always wanting more, won’t play outside. REALLY. They don’t… Continue reading

Hazmat Modine – The sound of the street

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When I was at Cambridge folk festival last weekend, I was bowled over by a few things. It was civilised for a start. Perhaps less a music festival and more a manners festival… Continue reading

Get well soon

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Just a quick post to say a huge ‘Get well soon’ to Jules Carter who suffered some rather nasty injuries in a caving accident last week. Jules and I have been doing long,… Continue reading

Bumper to bumper

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Little room to move? Busy road in? No time to notice the details? Daydream? Smile? I like reflections. If you look close enough. I think I have the answer. Yesterday’s  journey. Nice and……..quiet :)

Je veux monter mon vélo

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Je veux monter mon vélo! <I want to ride my bike> So do I, love. So do I. It’s so very Gallic here ‘en ce moment’.  Brioche for petit déjeuner. Boring the family… Continue reading

Back to the 90s

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What was up last Wednesday? The 90s felt back in the air. I saw Flea* from the Red Hot Chilli peppers blaze onto Newport Road, all flowing dreadlocks and billowing climbing pants with… Continue reading

Climb

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The road jacks up, piling contour onto contour onto contour. A disused Victorian railway arch beckons you forward. Jules is parallel to my handlebars. Past one gate, then another. There used to be… Continue reading

Remember outgrowing your bike?

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  I’d forgotten the feeling. Well. It’s been a long time. You know. The feeling. That feeling. Outgrowing the old bike and embracing the new one. But now I remember what it looks… Continue reading