Sunday, October 31, 2010
(hmmmn...new fixie at our place - cherished by 'another')
I'm ba-ack! - and have cycled straight into the friendly street banter I've come to know and love (??)...
1. "where's your fucking helmet?"
2. "why don't you get a fucking car?"
...I just couldn't resist pitching the following reply to querulous young lads near Central Station last night, in answer to Q.1.,
- 'they're for sissies like you'
...boy! did they burr up!!!!!
Disappointingly, no chance to deliver an answer to Q.2. though, as that came from 'impossibly-young-driver' in 'impossibly-expensive-german-car' as he whizzed past my 'inside' in Macquarie Street!
Funtimes "Down Under"!