Tour de classique, spotted Borough Road, SE1
I am fortunate in that my work has a secure parking area that includes plenty of fences and an array of bicycle parking stands. Given that I start work at 8:30am, I generally get my pick of where to lock up and have a regular spot that I have been using for the last year. This afternoon as I walked by on the way to fetch some lunch I noticed that a fellow cyclist had double parked.
It irked me, but I didn’t have to rush to any afternoon appointments so I let it slide and figured that they would be gone by the time I finished work at 4:30. Surely a person wouldn’t double park for prolonged periods….? Well, I actually worked over and as I’m sure you must have guessed, the unwelcome guest was still there – at 7:30pm!
Now, I should like to think myself a rational human being. And as a rational human being, I can say with some certainty that locking your bike over another person’s bike in a building where people generally leave at 5pm is utterly illogical and more than a tad disrespectful. Add to this the fact that this was clearly an employee (no one else would have been able to get in), and that there is no shortage of alternative lock spots, well colour me unimpressed. I couldn’t quite believe it. And it’s a nice bike, too, not the scruffy bone-shaker that you’d expect to belong to someone with no manners.
I decided to leave a strongly worded note…. And then thought better of it. This is my place of work, after all. It could belong to one of the bigwigs and that would do me no favours. So the truly was a half hearted (light hearted?) scribble sellotaped to the unwelcome guest’s saddle. I resented having to cough up on my Oyster card to get home on the bus, and wanted them to know it, then felt the panic of being too snippy and added the bottom line of text in a rush.
Tomorrow we shall see if the inconsiderate has felt the burn of remorse. Hopefully they will at least have MOVED THEIR EFFING BIKE. Geez.
If you are free tomorrow evening you should pedal your way to Russell Square for a London Cycling Campaign protest commencing at 6:30PM. The aim is to highlight the need for designated cycle space following the third cyclist fatality in just three weeks.
What is it about jelly shoes that fills us with nostalgia? Ever since Melissa teamed up with Vivien Westwood for a range of deluxe designer jellies, there has been a craze for jelly shoes varying from retro sandals to dainty heeled creations boasting elaborate bows and juicy colours.
On Tuesday I spotted a pair of sandals on someone’s feet that resulted in a frantic scouring of the internet until I finally identified them as ‘Marula’ by Mel, the sister company of Melissa. Needless to say I immediately purchased them and thanks to next day delivery they were promptly thrown on and put to work pedalling my bicycle. So what’s to love about Marula? Jelly is pliable so there are no clasps to fiddle with, while equally, the design prevents them from slipping off. What’s more, as they don’t depend on an ankle strap, if like me you avoid anything that shortens already short legs, then these are a must-have.
The orange shade is on sale on the Mel website for just £12 [here], but my neon lime coloured sandals (and the blue and red that I ordered this morning) were from ebay.