These photos were taken in my house. Have a look around your own house for the subtle – and not so subtle – signs that you’re a cyclist.
The eagle eyed will notice the police cycle helmets. This is because I was a police patrol cyclist, and worked my way up to become a high level emergency services MTB instructor – that’s a story for another day. Those particular lids are beyond their recommended lifespan, but I can’t bring myself to bin them because of their link with the past. Mrs Chopper wants to make hanging baskets out of them.
Ride safe.
Chopper.
Mediocre adventures of a middle aged cyclist 