Unexpected attack of fun
Jun. 21st, 2003 05:54 pmThis afternoon, I are mostly been pottering across the middle of Bristol on the pikey-bike. (a rusty thing unearthed from
sheveks shed and re-made, mostly by
quercus, as a pub-bike: Something that oughtn't attract the attention of the light-fingered, but it's no great loss if it does.)
It was all very good. After a fortifying ginger ale with
mr_tails I was able to cope with the sportswear-clad mob in the middle of Broadmeads. This probably doesn't mean anything to the hardened shopaholics who weekly charge through Camden, but it's a bit of a deal for me. (Is the literal translation of agoraphobia not 'fear of the market-place?)
I suspect it's down to having the Means Of Escape to hand at all times.
If I get anymore into this cycling malarkey, I'm going to have to start an electronic music combo.
It was all very good. After a fortifying ginger ale with
I suspect it's down to having the Means Of Escape to hand at all times.
If I get anymore into this cycling malarkey, I'm going to have to start an electronic music combo.
Re: I used to live in Cold Aston...
Date: 2003-06-24 03:45 pm (UTC)Re: I used to live in Cold Aston...
Date: 2003-06-25 12:24 am (UTC)Rant defusing and tissy untangling a speciality.
Mind you, that last one, that was tricky, nearly coped a Blighty on that.