Yes we did. But wait, put your indie-bashing batons away, they are mountain bikes, like the cycling short wearing cyclists at Vida have, except not as fancy or expensive. Mr Ameezing’s is silver and white and mine is black and red (like a twelve-year-old boy’s bike in the nineties) and will have a basket soon, not a woven one to make you swoon but a wire one like a postman (okay and not to carry a holga or anything, to keep my asthma pump at the ready at all times. Rock and roll.)
We went riding on Saturday afternoon. It was wonderful to be outside, under the trees, together. Bicycle riding bliss.
[Image source unknown] – Real pictures coming soon.