The cycling man!

Work is a good four miles from my apartment, which means I’m currently cycling eight miles a day, plus maybe four more on general daily business. Oh how I miss the quarter-mile hill of Woodsley Road. What’s worse is when I cycle to Safeway thinking I can pick up some stuff to make a mean chicken and rice stir-fry (yeah, I like variety) but find that they don’t really sell Chinese stir in sauces, and what they do have costs over £3 for a little jar. Mother of god, if I’d have known that I’d have filled a suitcase full of Sharwood’s finest and made my millions. Mexican it is then!


Some loon has decided to combine cycling with rowing on this imaginitively titled 'rowbike'. Why? God only knows.