There are pros and cons to owning a tandem in London. First the pros; everyone loves a tandem. It beats dogs and babies as a conversation starter. Lots of people point and shout ‘TANDEM’ like they’ve just seen a unicorn. Old people especially love it. I think in the old days tandems were everywhere so it makes them feel nostalgic. This one old man once stopped us and said "I have a story about a tandem....I was with these two Polish girls in 1943 and....." DUDE, that's a threesome, not a tandem.
Sunday, 1 November 2015
Last weekend I thought I’d take advantage of the extra hour-long weekend by taking my brother on a cycling adventure around the New Forest and South Downs. All I had to do was remember to stay upwind of his farts.
Saturday, 17 October 2015
|Brockwell Park BMX track|
|Turquoise Island, Westbourne Grove|
|The River Fleet|
|Rotten Row, Hyde Park|
|Stanfords, Covent Garden|
I never stop professing my love for my hometown and I’m so lucky I get to cycle around it every day. It’s constantly changing and I’m always noticing new things. Limiting my favourite spots down to five for the Time Out London Blog was hard and I feel bad for everything I missed out.
You can read the piece in full here.
Monday, 5 October 2015
I know I’m always banging on about how much I love cycling around London but sometimes I need to put on my weekend pedals and find some roads that aren’t interrupted by traffic lights and roundabouts every few meters, where I’m not weaving between taxis and busses and where I can use some gears.
This weekend I took my bike, a pannier full of makeup and a wetsuit on a train and a boat and went to the Isle of Wight.
Tuesday, 15 September 2015
|Eartha Kitt in my kind of cycling shorts|
Ok, so I know I have always said I’d never wear cycling shorts. The Lycra, the padding, the way they look, it’s just not my thing. Is it?
I get that for races or triathlons they are uniform, but I know people who cycle really short distances and wouldn’t even dream of putting their bum near a saddle without a layer of Lycra and padding in-between. It’s just not for me. I cycled from London to Paris wearing jeans and my bum was just fine. I think a huge part of my aversion stems from the fear that if I tried it I might like it then never be able to cycle in my normal clothes again. My ass might soften and I’d have to invest in a whole other wardrobe of Lycra. Also I spend a lot of my time waiting in traffic behind dudes in very sheer faded Lycra and I don’t find it hot, especially the dude I see on Holland Park Road who wears those white ones. NO. Just no.
Sunday, 6 September 2015
When I was planning my solo, unsupported cycling trip from John O’Groats to Land’s End a friend of mine said “you should meet Anna, she cycled around the circumference of the island so if you think just doing the length is a big deal, she’ll put you straight.” Anna became my oracle and after just one phone call I turned my idea into a definite plan. When I met her she had just finished writing about her adventure and I was one of the first people to read Eat Sleep Cycle. I was lucky to have a friend like Anna on speed dial in case I needed advice or a pep talk.
Monday, 27 July 2015
Woo hoo. Well done Froome. As I adjust to life without stages to watch, I am lucky enough to have one of these beauts to look at every day to remind me of yesteryear's TDF. Simon Fitzmaurice created these beautiful illustrated maps depicting the first three stages of the 2014 Tour that took place here in the UK.
Wednesday, 1 July 2015
Tuesday, 23 June 2015
So I cycled over 900 miles from John O'Groats to Land's End. One puncture, no injuries (except for sunburn & that time I zipped my nose up in my waterproof), no cycling shorts, no support crew & I nailed every hill.