My other bike is a bike

Rain, the lateness of the hour, and the way a few drinks can make you lazy and sociable, saw me accepting a car lift home from an exhibition opening/lecture last night. Rather than retrieving my bike the next morning by taking the train, I retrieved it instead with my Brompton. Think of this as just one of millions of incremental adjustments I continue make, that I should one be wholly dependent on bikes.

2 Comments

  1. Sacred Vow says:

    Wow, if I left that bike overnight here it’d get stolen for sure!

    Have you seen this video? I’m thinking it will really make you cringe or laugh, I’m not sure which —

    It discusses “uglification” as an anti-theft strategy

  2. Steven says:

    It’s a technique used to guard against the theft of daughters’ chastity too, I believe.

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