I've mentioned this before. There's a chap in my village who rides to work every day on a newish Raleigh. He wears an anorak and jeans and white trainers all the time, even in the summer. He rides with his heels on the pedals with his feet pointing outwards, a big rucksack on his back, it hurts me to watch him, and every time I see him I want to sort him out. But it's non of my business, I'll leave him alone, its not my place to try and make his life easier.