photo by Amsterdamize cc 2.0
Who can possibly want to go to school in a 4*4 when you could travel on this four seater?
I remember the first time I rode a proper racing bike. We were on a family holiday in France, and I was about 11. The whole family decided to hire bikes. They were a real ramshackle old mix, but, luckily I was found a good road bike, whilst my sisters and parents go lumbered with some 1930s, single speed with basket and iron panniers. Well cycling with the family was no fun, everyone else was so slow and my mother kept telling me to be careful at anything that looked like a fast downhill. Nevertheless I enjoyed riding up and down the roads showing off to my two sisters and parents on my super fast racer…
A lift from Mum’s Taxi
A tandem – a route to marital bliss!
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