<sound of phone ringing> "Hi Pete"
"Are you going tonight"
"Yes, 6 isn't it?"
"That's right, can you give me a lift"
"Sorry Pete, I was going to cycle there"
"But it's a smart do - suit and that"
"Yes, I know, smart"
"But you said you were cycling there"
"Yes Pete, I'm going on my bike, dressed smart"
"OK, if you say so"
"See you there then"
<Sound of phone being put down and heavy sighing>
So, I went to one of the annual national charity 'networking events' at the King Power Stadium, dressed smart. I do wonder how far we have to go to deal with this sort of attitude (and Pete has family in Amsterdam).
It's a long time since I've had the joy of 1) cycling in Leicester's evening rush hour traffic and 2) riding home in the dark along the deserted Great Central Way.
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