Another view showing my faithful bike loaned to me by @joydemillar We all bid farewell to her dad - a one of a kind man - today. It was quite a scene, full to bursting, with a pipe band rattling the walls.
Just beyond those trees you can just make out my old primary school and the window of a classroom where I spent probably the most miserable year of my life. That teacher would have been jailed for the stuff he pulled today. But in the 80s complaining just made you a special target.
I’m learning about road bikes. I’m going to get one soonish but I keep changing my mind as I learn more. At the moment I’m thinking about an 80s steel frame bike but with slightly wider tyres and somewhat modernised gear ratios for our hills.