Southpaw had served him well. Many an unsuspecting errant car wing-mirror had fallen to a vicious uppercut from the cyclist. In severe traffic situations, many motors had received worse – a stamp to the near-side wing, a banana up the exhaust pipe. The cyclist now even wore body armour when he pedalled. But his familiar […]
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Sometimes, your mobile phone is so bad that you want to leave the country. Not in the kind of “I’m ashamed of my mobile phone because it’s three months out of date” vanity mobile phone usage, but in a “It works so unreliably that it is ruining my social life” way. But sometimes vanity phone
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About four years ago, I bought my own bike for hoofing around London on. It was great – brakes, tyres, even gears.I use it all the time to get to and from work. The best thing about bikes in London is that you can get get totally trolleyed, get onto your black bike, wearing black
