I had a BSO, maybe saw the light of day six times a year. I decided to commute to work by bike, LBS sold me a Boris bike, because he said BSO was on his way to self disintegration. True enough, a few months later BSO disintegrated, but Boris is perfect for the commute. Fast forward another few months, I feel the need to give Boris a rest, in case he gets overworked, decides to go on strike. My LBS says, why do you want another, when you got Boris? A bit of flea market watching here and there, Boris remain an only child. Eventually I get myself to another LBS, adopt a sibling for Boris, all is well, Speedy (Gonzales) joins the fold, a bit of tinkering, both work like clockwork, I ride everywhere on my daily business: what more can a girl ask for? BSO is taken apart, new bits bought, one day it will live again! But wait: what's this email in my inbox saying? An item (..) has been re-listed ... near you, wanna see it? 'cmon, it's so cheap you can use it as spare parts ... Turns out that Maurine (oh, she's cheap, £ 35.00) needs nothing but a good wash and a lube: her chunky tyres are just the job for that trail up the road I'm planning to explore. So, how did that happen? Not even a year ago I had to ask how to use my gears, yesterday I tighten up my brakes in a flash, today I own 3 bikes + a project. I blame the weather: before the climate change I would have spent all my spare time in the garden.