Whatever that means


There he is staying out late terrorising pensioners, beating up younger kids, smoking in the play park. All the things that young boys do. But at least he does it on a bike, with his eyes shut. 

Speaking of which, we’re all ready for the trip to Edinburgh for the traditional trundle down the High Street holding up the traffic in the (I suspect) vain hope that our suddenly progressive politicians will start to give a toss about making roads safer to ride on. Given their past performance I’ll not be holding my breath on that one (nor expecting to this side of 2021). Still, lunch in the Bridge Inn at Ratho and the laugh of hauling the mutt on a trailer attached the tandem with Ellen. That should be worth it. 


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This entry was posted on April 24, 2015 by in The Bank of Me.
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