to Mount Up

I have been cycling for many years.  Perhaps more correctly that should be put as wobbling around country lanes and having a "skeet" (manx slang for being nosey)

About a month ago I finally got fed up with having punctures. It is said I was seen kicking my old cycle a la John Cleese.  The old bike had to go.

At my Pilates class I happened to mention that I was thinking of getting an electric bike.  They rose as a woman and emphatically told me "YOU WILL NOT"

So this is the result. It is nice and sturdy and fairly light and so far I have not had any punctures!

The sharp eyed of you will notice that the rear carrier is amply capable of carrying a bottle or two of wine.