It may not be mine of course...it might be the pleasure bike of Bradley Wiggins or Laura Trott...
It's a strange thing, that every so often in this town you come across bicycles like this; I remember one outside the library that had a large desktop fan sat on a forward rack, and various bits of junk on the rear. Other bikes are used by the young local scrap collectors, who put their various fridges and other white goods on improvised trailers at the back, before removing the metal and fly tipping the carcass into a field.
None of these rivals the picture I saw today of a chap overseas cycling along with two sheep hanging onto him, however...
Si
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