Hard as it may be for you to imagine—given my cultivated airs and savior faire —I actually come from a poor family. Poor, but creative. Thus it was never instilled in me that I should go to concerts […]

So much is happening at once, I seriously doubt the existence of time. I mean, I’ve actually got famous peoples’ agents returning my emails—though it is not the time for name dropping just yet. Quit the […]

Okay, so you have seen a Trek Belleville, or some similar cheap mass market knock-off of a classic french porteur. What you do next, says a lot about the kind of person you are. Paying on […]

Men admire women on omafiets (grandma bikes), as they admire women in very high heels, or indeed, girls with bound feet. There is something alluring about a woman who is bound to tradition, bound to go […]

Ah, Saturday, when a man can relax, and think about racing and sex—let problems of bike access to buildings sort themselves out, during the week. In last night’s race I broke away with a champion schoolboy […]