Fair enough; I have teh horrors as much as anyone else when faced with the necessity of riding a shonky old BSO. But do you know what? A bike's a bike and if you can have fun on it, that's all that matters.This is what I did last weekend. Onna bike that weighed about as much as Tourist Tony and Zipperhead sitting on Hummers after they'd all been "going large" at the local all-you-can-eat curry house for a few weeks:Cycling round Pulau Ubin « bicycleslut
