A morning at the markets, an afternoon shopping for unmentionable material in relation to . Along the way I dropped in at Christies, ostensibly to look for cycling shoes, in reality to ponder the tandems — that matt black MT800 is sure looking tempting…
A more prosaic form of transport was employed get around the back yard while Marko was cooking the barbecue for dinner. His pride and joy, an old Cyclops scooter destined for the dumpster before he rescued it and paid good money for new inner tubes. I can remember having one of these back in about 1973…
Despite the best attempts of the weather to rain on us, we managed to have a successful first barbecue of the summer, probably one of many.
