When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

happy to be back in london today; if only because i get to ride my bicycle (not the one pictured above) to and from work & farther afield on the weekends.

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    • I don’t I’m sorry Holly. I found it on thinkexist and there’s no work cited in regards to it.

    • Haha – yes! I seem to only fall when stationary and I forget to unclip…

      Not helped by the fact that, as soon as I realise I am toppling over, I begin laughing uncontrollably and all thoughts on unclipping fly out of my mind.

      I’m glad I took that photo. The bike was there for months and months. And now it’s gone. I hope someone is riding it!

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