Gentleman Cyclist
Guest
Having just taken ownership of a splendid Pashley Sovereign Roadster I am left wondering why others persist in commuting on such inconvenient and seemingly impractical conveyances?
To my mind the commuter bicycle reached it's zenith in design in the 1920's, and such bicycles seem to have it all as far as practical commuter cycling is concerned. I am left somewhat in awe of the lycra clad skin tight leggings wearing middle aged balding males with beer guts who happily don their pan's people outfits on the 7.21 and waddle up to town on cleated shoes, with back packs and flashing lights dangling from every conceivable strap topped off by some ludicrous plastic headwear.
Gentlemen do you have any idea how ridiculous you all look.... kitted out in spandex and neon clutching your super lightweight super sexy "velo bizarre"? You are a figure of ridicule to all those svelte long legged sirens you long to bed as you gaze across the train zipping and posturing......and I mention this with confidence after speaking to one of the said sirens having asked her opinion of a bevy of available lycra clad cycling manhood.
How much more alluring to do the gentlemanly thing and to wear a fine well cut Saville Row suit, good English brogues, a thick wool coat and a dashing moleskin cap......while riding a solid piece of British understated classic cycle.
..of course some bright spark will now mention that only folding bikes are permitted on the 7.21....but of course a gentleman seldom rises before 9am....... so on the trains I catch,....... folding is rather passe.
Toodle pip!
To my mind the commuter bicycle reached it's zenith in design in the 1920's, and such bicycles seem to have it all as far as practical commuter cycling is concerned. I am left somewhat in awe of the lycra clad skin tight leggings wearing middle aged balding males with beer guts who happily don their pan's people outfits on the 7.21 and waddle up to town on cleated shoes, with back packs and flashing lights dangling from every conceivable strap topped off by some ludicrous plastic headwear.
Gentlemen do you have any idea how ridiculous you all look.... kitted out in spandex and neon clutching your super lightweight super sexy "velo bizarre"? You are a figure of ridicule to all those svelte long legged sirens you long to bed as you gaze across the train zipping and posturing......and I mention this with confidence after speaking to one of the said sirens having asked her opinion of a bevy of available lycra clad cycling manhood.
How much more alluring to do the gentlemanly thing and to wear a fine well cut Saville Row suit, good English brogues, a thick wool coat and a dashing moleskin cap......while riding a solid piece of British understated classic cycle.
..of course some bright spark will now mention that only folding bikes are permitted on the 7.21....but of course a gentleman seldom rises before 9am....... so on the trains I catch,....... folding is rather passe.
Toodle pip!
