R.I.P. Raleigh.

The last picture of my 1930's-40's Raleigh, which I've consigned to the great junkyard in the sky. It's making room for a faster, flightier Italian model (and I don't even have the excuse of a mid life crisis!) I'll avoid risking a hernia from when I used to lift it onto its storage hook (it was an awkward heavy beast, but fun to cruise on).
A big thanks to 60Plus for hosting, especially during her difficult time this week.