I know, dear rusted on reader, you have been neglected. I owe you some one-on-one time, Roberto. Please though, I must assure you, blogging continues, even if the posts have been more sporadic. To your attention […]
Since seeing a young lassie bumping along the footpath on an old ladies bike yesterday—no helmet, basket, looking so smug—I have thought about nothing other than ladies… or at least ladies bikes. Here is what the […]
A run of wet weather here in bicycle paradise, Newcastle Australia, has reminded me how quickly cycling can slip from bliss into misery. The architectural writer/cylist Reyner Banham found driving strangely amusing, and in the 1970s […]
When I was an architecture student, we were often told we should pay no heed to realestate agents’ advice about market trends. Realestate agents only knew that which already existed, not that which might be in […]
I just read this story on Treehugger about an observation tower proposed for London, that cyclists will ascend via a continuous ramp. On the way down, apparently, each cyclist’s braking will be done by the floors, […]
