We meet, secret squirrel style, in a station carpark and hand over some non-sequential notes to a nice man and his lady wife. He was clearly sorry to see it go, but his wife was not. "She just never got on with it" he said, sadly stroking the virtually unused B17 on the front. "We can't have done more than 50 miles on it" said she, sternly packing away the cash and handing over the receipt before hubby changed his mind.
No2Daughter snapped us arriving home, a mere 5 hours after setting off from Norwich
Apparently we were going too quickly for her to take a decent picture.
She declined to try it out herself but was happy to pose.
We stopped at the bike-scrappy in Mulbarton for some emergency fettling- I wasn't happy about the apparent lack of front braking power
and were able to downhill much more confidently thereafter! So confidently, he's taken to doing a Titanic every time we go downhill. Boys!
No2Son is delighted with his purchase. As am I.
Specs: It's a Dawes Horizon Twin, 21" Front 19" Rear.
