White men can’t jump (but they can ride)
There are days, when I head out for a ride, when I need that extra oomph of inspiration. I’ve flickedContinue Reading
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The minefield of the mid-ride café (part 2)
Arse-over-tit It’s the mid-ride café, 50 miles in to a big day on the bike. You have a beautifully manicuredContinue Reading
The minefield of the mid-ride café (part 1)
I am a cyclist, I insist on good coffee, and I know my way around a slice of millionaire shortbread.Continue Reading
How cycling changed my life
By chance, about ten years ago, I acquired a bike. Nothing illegal happened, but neither did I pay for it.Continue Reading
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