I picked up my bike from Ipswich last weekend, now having somewhere to store it at the flat, and woah, I'm possibly the most inconsiderate cyclist ever. Advice for all, going from predominately throwing my bike down hills in country parks and areas of outstanding national beauty in Swansea, to predominately racing through Cambridge's anti-car pro-cycling streets to catch the early train and thereby avoid all the 13 year old public school commuters, to cycling in London town, maybe not the best training for safe bike riding skills.
I have missed my bike though, it's technically too small for me but in practice if you jack the seat up high enough it makes no difference, and it is eminently chuck-able consequentially. After a bit of a blast around Camden Town to try and find this Morrissons I saw from the train (it's nearer Chalk Farm it turns out), I decided to cycle back along the towpath by the canal. It's a lovely scenic route, except it's a warm Sunday, and half way along you get to Camden Market, which on a warm Sunday isn't scenic, unless you're wearing x-ray glasses that allow you to see buildings through Emo. I didn't have any, so had to be content with pushing my bike slowly through the crowds.
I was going to insert a punchline or something similar here, but I just realised it's time for church, and I can't see the one I'm working on about 'dark blood beneath the wheels, cycled away very fast' going anyway. I did almost see another cyclist fall in the canal when I dog ran at his wheels, but alas, he kept his cool and made it away.
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