Toys. .
Today was so windy that cycling into work felt like pedaling through water or swimming through mud. I had contemplated staying at home but decided to brave the weather: I can't bus my way back to Spring, not only because I don't want to keep paying for transport when my own vehicle is in good enough condition, but mainly because I don't want to be beaten by the elements. It's too much of a defeat. Or a surrender.
The search for the perfect cape goes on, I've found a couple that I like on asos, but I'm quite keen on the idea of a lighter colour.
This duffel cape is my favourite so far, but the main problem with the capes that I've found so far is that they have arm slits rather than loose sleeves, meaning that my arms would be open to the elements. This could be addressed with the addition of some arm warmers, which I currently wear anyway to protect my hands and wrists from the chill.
I just did a bad thing. I may have just bought a bike on ebay...
It's a Raleigh Traveller Ladies' in a lovely blue hue, and I won it for under a hundred pounds including delivery. Very pleased. I'm not sure that my mother will be quite as pleased with my continued spending, but it's so much fun to have new things! I've been thinking of painting my bike a metallic purple, but I had my heart set on a Pashley Poppy in Pastel Blue. The other option was to stake a claim on the vintage beauty pictured below, which has been abandoned substage at Drury Lane since The Lord of the Rings was in. It's in pretty bad condition, but I'd already named it Cameron (my bike is called Henry) as apparently Cameron Mackintosh had been tinkering with it during the Oliver! tech. i may salvage it yet, but as I wouldn't know where to even start when restoring a bike, I'd probably have to pay up to get someone to do it for me.
Cameron.
I guess that my current bike will have to go on sale - there isn't enough space to start a collection on the promenade outside my flat, and when I move it'll be hard enough to find a place where I can keep my cat and just one bike, never mind two. I once saw my neighbour from two doors down with a Pashley Princess at the foot of our stairwell, but I haven't seen it since. They don't seem the Pashley type (I thought the son was the owner of the ratty bike that has since vanished from outside their door), and I can't help but wonder, as I wheel Henry past their house on my way to ours, if that lovely Princess is hidden away in there, safe and warm.
Hopefully my new Raleigh will survive the elements as well as my Trek has, the ebay listing says that it's been stowed dry in a garage until now.
Henry and I go home from work.
The search for the perfect cape goes on, I've found a couple that I like on asos, but I'm quite keen on the idea of a lighter colour.
This duffel cape is my favourite so far, but the main problem with the capes that I've found so far is that they have arm slits rather than loose sleeves, meaning that my arms would be open to the elements. This could be addressed with the addition of some arm warmers, which I currently wear anyway to protect my hands and wrists from the chill.
I just did a bad thing. I may have just bought a bike on ebay...
It's a Raleigh Traveller Ladies' in a lovely blue hue, and I won it for under a hundred pounds including delivery. Very pleased. I'm not sure that my mother will be quite as pleased with my continued spending, but it's so much fun to have new things! I've been thinking of painting my bike a metallic purple, but I had my heart set on a Pashley Poppy in Pastel Blue. The other option was to stake a claim on the vintage beauty pictured below, which has been abandoned substage at Drury Lane since The Lord of the Rings was in. It's in pretty bad condition, but I'd already named it Cameron (my bike is called Henry) as apparently Cameron Mackintosh had been tinkering with it during the Oliver! tech. i may salvage it yet, but as I wouldn't know where to even start when restoring a bike, I'd probably have to pay up to get someone to do it for me.
Cameron.
I guess that my current bike will have to go on sale - there isn't enough space to start a collection on the promenade outside my flat, and when I move it'll be hard enough to find a place where I can keep my cat and just one bike, never mind two. I once saw my neighbour from two doors down with a Pashley Princess at the foot of our stairwell, but I haven't seen it since. They don't seem the Pashley type (I thought the son was the owner of the ratty bike that has since vanished from outside their door), and I can't help but wonder, as I wheel Henry past their house on my way to ours, if that lovely Princess is hidden away in there, safe and warm.
Hopefully my new Raleigh will survive the elements as well as my Trek has, the ebay listing says that it's been stowed dry in a garage until now.
Henry and I go home from work.