The wheel? I lost it in the war.
Here on the frontline.
What war? ? ?
THE War. The great war. The war to make cities safer and less polluted.
The way your lot go on, you’d think there wasn’t a war on. But there is.
Win the battles for hearts and minds they say, and you’ll all be fitter, healthier and speedier in your comings and goings.
As for me? Collateral damage.
But don’t forget about me. I’m the vehicle of change.
This old war horse stands stoically, propped up on my wheel outside Gloucester Road tube station. His days as a beast of burden may be numbered.
If you come back to your bike to find it decimated by detritivores, please think about passing any unwanted bits to local social enterprises such as The Cardiff Cycle workshop, The Bristol Bike Project or ReCycling (London). This is part of an ongoing series to highlight cycle security, abandoned and vandalised bikes.