Boy the younger just rang from his bus stop. He'd forgotten a school book. AAAAAARGH! PANIC!!
It was a job for the fixopholous bike. Found the book, found the courier bag, found the bike.
It is slippery out there (-1C) but rideable, although 700c x 20 at 110 psi were not ideal.
But... (and this from a lover of motor cars and virtual hugger of all road users)....
There were a LOT of cars out there being operated through frosted glass. Many, many cars with frosted side windows and a few with just a little clear space scraped on the offside of the windscreen.
I abhor (or just laugh at) some of the tosh from the minority of seriously anti-car contributors on this forum, but one of the actions that imperils my love for all humanity is the driving of motor vehicles through frosted glass on a winter morn.
My commuting days are now behind me, but it scared the wits out of me then and it scares me still.
Most car drivers and most cyclists are courteous, skilled, lovely and thoughtful. But if I were Stalin and had his power, Mr and Mrs. Frosty-Window Driver would be the late Frosty-Window Driver family.
Anyway, boy got his book and I'm safely home with my cup of tea.
It was a job for the fixopholous bike. Found the book, found the courier bag, found the bike.
It is slippery out there (-1C) but rideable, although 700c x 20 at 110 psi were not ideal.
But... (and this from a lover of motor cars and virtual hugger of all road users)....
There were a LOT of cars out there being operated through frosted glass. Many, many cars with frosted side windows and a few with just a little clear space scraped on the offside of the windscreen.
I abhor (or just laugh at) some of the tosh from the minority of seriously anti-car contributors on this forum, but one of the actions that imperils my love for all humanity is the driving of motor vehicles through frosted glass on a winter morn.
My commuting days are now behind me, but it scared the wits out of me then and it scares me still.
Most car drivers and most cyclists are courteous, skilled, lovely and thoughtful. But if I were Stalin and had his power, Mr and Mrs. Frosty-Window Driver would be the late Frosty-Window Driver family.
Anyway, boy got his book and I'm safely home with my cup of tea.
