Winter cycling

Up yours, winter

Ah, Winter, how we’ve missed you. Actually no, we haven’t. To tell you the truth, Winter, you can naff off right now back to wherever you came from and you can take your cold dark wet ickiness and stick it. Me, I’m a sun-lover.  I’m like a cold blooded lizard that needs a certain amount of…

Humbug

Bike? Bah, humbug

They say a change is as good as a rest. Well a rest is pretty good as well. I’ve just had two weeks off the bike, no particular reason, I just wasn’t feeling it. Perhaps it was the onset of the cold dark nights, or the awful spate of recent cyclist deaths in London, or just…

Autumn morning

What I have learnt from my bike this week

Gosh, I have readers. A post I wrote a few days ago turned out to be (for me) read far and wide, thanks to inclusion in the Cycling Embassy of Great Britain’s weekly blog round-up. Which was nice. But it seems that no longer can I just witter away on here assuming only my mum…

I don't always love it

I don’t ALWAYS love it

My non-cycling colleagues, I’m sure, reckon I border on the delusional with my enthusiasm for bike commuting. I’m a true convert to the cult of two-wheeled travel; it takes pretty horrendous weather to make me pick the hell of public transport over the freedom and fresh air of the bike in the morning, and I can count on one hand…