March 15th, 2013

feminist, pregnant

Farewell, Bike

Over 26 years ago mum and dad bought me my first ever grown-up bike for my 11th birthday. For years I rode her and loved her - not just as a toy but later for commuting, and on many long rides. Despite being not really quite big enough for me once I was fully grown she's done the London to Cambridge more than once, been on adventures along the Norfolk Coast, and even off-road round Grafham Water.

After London-Cambridge cycle ride, July 2002 Mike, with bikes, in the evening sunshine by the windmill

These days however she's just been living in the shed as a spare, and getting less and less use, and feeling less and less safe each time. So today was finally the time to say goodbye. I've taken her out of the shed, brushed off the cobwebs to get a last few photos, and let a nice man from OWL Bikes in Sawston come and pick her up, to refurbish and sell for charity. It feels like the end of an era!

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