Chatting with a fellow cyclist this afternoon about the indestructibility of the older cyclist and other matters, he told me he’d been in his local bike shop the other day and was admiring a very fancy bike (electronic gear shifters, carbon, the works) when an old boy came in and claimed it as his.
It turns out that this chap had bought the bike a few months ago and not yet managed to pluck up the courage to tell his wife. So he was heading out on his old bike for a ride, all innocence, then swapping it for the shiny new steed which he was keeping safely out of sight in the shop…
Suddenly the algebra of cyclo-maths has got just that little bit more complicated
* N+1 is the ideal number of bikes for a cyclist, where N is the number of bikes the cyclist already owns up to S-1, where S is the number of bikes at which point the cyclist’s spouse leaves them…
Town Mouse 
You know, I think I could relate to that conundrum. I’ve often looked longingly at fold up bikes, and I’m afraid at this point in my life, it would have to be a Brompton. Then…I’d have to get one for me wife.
Oh dear.
I get the feeling that would make a good short story! xx
@Bob – ah but a Brompton you can hide anywhere!
@Flighty – so it would *thinks*
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Hehe, funny story. 🙂
Made me laugh, a great story in part 2 you’ve got to reveal the identity….or drop some heavy clues. This cyclist needs to be fully ribbed this summer. Lol
My lips are sealed