Gentleman Burglar Cyclist

[hoopdriver]

Or a Pashley Guv'nor, maybe

Maybe wearing one of those Savile Row gentleman's tweed cycling suits Rapha was trying to peddle a few years back...

 

[Randomnerd]

Copper on a bike

• Randomnerd
• 1 Mar 2018

 

[Bonefish Blues]

Or a Pashley Guv'nor, maybe

Maybe wearing one of those Savile Row gentleman's tweed cycling suits Rapha was trying to peddle a few years back...

I can tell you are a writist, what with your appropriate use of peddle, spellin' Savile right and all that lark guv. Proper toff I reckon.

Sorry, had an Eliza Doolittle moment there.

 

[hoopdriver]

I can tell you are a writist, what with your appropriate use of peddle, spellin' Savile right and all that lark guv. Proper toff I reckon.

Sorry, had an Eliza Doolittle moment there.

The r-r-r-r-rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain.....

 

[Lonestar]

Bloody cyclists and I bet he doesn't even pay road tax.

 

[Tim Hall]

Or a Pashley Guv'nor, maybe

Maybe wearing one of those Savile Row gentleman's tweed cycling suits Rapha was trying to peddle a few years back...

Not Rapha, Gentleman Jewel Thief then?

(Trivia time: The creator of Raffles, a right villain, was E W Hornung, the brother in law of Arthur Conan Doyle, creator of Sherlock Holmes, a right goody goody.)

 

[hoopdriver]

Not Rapha, Gentleman Jewel Thief then?

(Trivia time: The creator of Raffles, a right villain, was E W Hornung, the brother in law of Arthur Conan Doyle, creator of Sherlock Holmes, a right goody goody.)

If your idea of a goody-goody is a chain smoking cocaine addict given to idly playing with firearms and decorating the walls of his flat with bullet pocks in a patriotic V.R. then yes...

 

[Tim Hall]

If your idea of a goody-goody is a chain smoking cocaine addict given to idly playing with firearms and decorating the walls of his flat with bullet pocks in a patriotic V.R. then yes...

I was wondering how quickly I'd be picked up on that...

 

[ADarkDraconis]

I was wondering how quickly I'd be picked up on that...

When I read the headline, for some unknown reason I did picture Basil Rathbone pedalling away on a classic bike (maybe a Huffman LaFrance) with saddlebags full of Mrs. Down-the-lane's ill gotten China, tipping his hat to folks as he made his getaway in broad daylight at a modest and pedestrian-friendly speed.