I remember a family holiday on Arran when I was a kid. We hired bikes and rode round the island. They were ancient things with rod operated brakes. Unfortunately the ones on my mum's bike didn't work and somewhere near the bottom of a steep hill she went through a hedge, emerging on the other side still upright but looking, well, like someone who has ridden through a hedge....... My dad, of course at first concerned was unable to stop bursting out laughing for days afterwards. We knew why but didn't dare say.......
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