The Boy and a lot of our friends have reached the age where they have exchanged their sticker-clad BMX's for fixed gears and racing bikes to participate in horrifically exhausting Triathlons and the like.
I personally prefer vintage bikes and peddling to a more casual pace. Our obsession extends to head badges and saddles and leaves our garden shed stacked with 'works in progress', random vintage frames and wheels.
My faithful bicycle (Scout Finch) is a Women's 1954 'British Racing Car Green' Phillips rod brake push bike and she is working as well as the day she was made (give or take a few rust spots on the chrome which isn't bad as I live by the Sea and have used her everyday for many a year!)
I really wish more people used bikes.
I love them so.
One of the Boy's old bikes on one of our many Summer bike rides. (I think this one's the BSA)
An old polaroid I took (4 years ago) of Penny Farthings hanging from the ceiling of a wonderful vintage bike themed tea room in Knutsford, Cheshire.
Every time I see an adult on a bicycle I no longer despair for the future of the Human race.
Anyone who know the Boy and I understand our connection with Italy. We had a 'slightly' dramatic situation 5 years ago while staying in Ranciano, Umbria near Perugia, Tuscany. I'll spare the details but it resulted in neurological surgery and camping out by his bedside for a few weeks in 'Ospedale Santa Maria Della Misericordia' while he recovered from his ordeal and began walking, talking and living again. So you can say that we're pretty attached to the place.
We go back as often as we can to visit the places and people who helped make the life changing experience a little easier with their incredible hospitality and genuine friendship.
We will move there eventually.
Here are a few of the hundreds of photographs I have taken on the many times we have returned:
I love clock design. This is possibly the greatest clock in the world. Florence station.
Village Cats on the Balcony. The In-law's house. Ranciano.
Hotel Victoria, Pisa.
Hotel Victoria's night service phone in the entrance hall. This was exactly how I found it.
Lovers write their initials on pad locks and lock them to the railings of the statue in the centre of the Pontevecchio (Old Bridge) Florence. I'm guessing that the keys are in the river.
6am car window icicles. December 05. Umbria.
Slow shutter speed shot of the carousel at sundown in the main square, Perugia 05.
Rosaries around the statue in the waiting room. I became well acquainted with this little lady.
Golden Lady in the square, Assisi.
The ramshackle house that we found whilst walking through the villages in the middle of nowhere. Umbria.
Magasin's Tache' frame makes my lounge wall look handsome!
Magasin's embroidered Tache' Badges and Cufflinks. Perfect for Movember/Stocking fillers!
Although they are not Tache' themed, I just had to share the Chevron Rings as I am the proud owner of one of these beauties. Magasin have so many more designs in their range so why not have a peek over at the shop.