Treadly and Me

It's not that I'm short on ideas for things to write about, I'm just short on ideas on finding time to write...

I always thought that, in context, the purpose of a ringing bike bell was obvious. Apparently I was wrong.

"Roses are red, violets are blue..." Actually violets are violet but there's nothing particularly romantic that rhymes with violet. And when you think about it, there are some pretty unpleasant things that rhyme with blue too. Argh!! Don't think, speedlink...

I recently visited a very interesting collection of vintage cycles.

Do dog-leg gates and other obstacles really make road crossings safer?