Mushypea

Missing my bike

While both my bike and Tim’s bike lay in pieces on my front porch it means I can’t ride to work which is a real shame, I quite like battling with the traffic on Military raod now.  I’ve got to know some of the bus drivers over the past few months, passing each other at the same places every day or so.

I even get a wave from the guys and gals fishing off of Spit Bridge at 1:30am each night – it’s like a little club – a club of those who should really be in bed rather than trying to catch a fish or riding a laden mountain bike while the rest of Sydney is asleep.

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