betty swollocks
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Maybe the "weeeee" moment produced the big puddle?Or a big puddle when it is warm and sunny and you can do the legs in the air "weeeee" moment!
Maybe the "weeeee" moment produced the big puddle?Or a big puddle when it is warm and sunny and you can do the legs in the air "weeeee" moment!
Cool. Have they connected the Bedminster Bridge end to something other than a high kerb now?I like using a new segregated cycle lane along Clarence Road in Bristol on my commute to work. Beats the other side of the river - York Road - which is always jammed with solid traffic. On my way home, I smile politely at all the cars stuck along the road waiting to get out at the traffic lights.
No, you either get on/off via the dropped kerb at the lights or just bunny-hop the kerb. Poor design methinks.Cool. Have they connected the Bedminster Bridge end to something other than a high kerb now?
As mentioned by others; another pleasure is the ability to simply stop almost wherever the mood takes you to - admire a view from the small bridge over an abandoned railway line which nature is fast claiming back / picking blackberries from that bush which motorists can't stop to take advantage / watching hares 'boxing' in a field - shall I go on - ?![]()
Did that yesterday, I get some kind of innate pleasure from it. I did 50mls yesterday and most of it was spent just enjoying being out and enjoying the scenery. Also the pleasure of taking a lane just because its going in roughly the right direction and you have never been down it.I often stop on bridges and watch the traffic, especially if its all backed up.
Oh yes - !Passing all the cars that have passed me 5 minutes earlier.
They're now in the backed up gridlock. I'm now in the bus lane.![]()