The comeback is on
Arse kicked. Bum smacked. Stem-licking. Gasping. Grovelling. Call it what you want; it’s a standard winter Wednesday evening and I’mContinue Reading
Tag: humour
Buckled
I have spells, each winter, when I don’t ride. Sometimes because of weather, occasionally because of sickness, often because theContinue Reading
The most hydrated cyclist in the UK
Back in late 2016 my three year old son stabbed me through the belly button with a pointy stick. ItContinue Reading
Novelty weather
For sheer, terrifying excitement, riding through thick fog in the dark is tough to beat. On a recent Wednesday eveningContinue Reading
ragtime cyclist 