Cycling just feels so blokey sometimes.
I read a lot of blogs and web magazines about cycling, and though there is definitely a laudable movement out there to feminise bikes and cycling, it can all still feel very macho.
So in this week of gloomy early commutes and leaden skies, I was cheered no end to stumble on this Manchester-based company (Ice Cream Dub) who sell ice cream from a lovely Pashley trike at weddings and vintage fairs and the such like. Oh. Yes.
It’s not exactly going to convert all women into passionate cyclists, but it raised a smile from this particular frock-wearing pedaller.