ESCADA

RIP Escada - my first bike when I landed in London. Basket, fully functioning brakes, gleaming white, what more could a girl ask for.

Stupidly left it outside overnight in Shoreditch and the next morning, when I went to pick her up on my morning run... gone.

FELICITY

It was love at first sight with Felicity and I - she, a single bike of one, sitting abandoned at the back of Te Omanga Hospice, Upper Hutt, and me, a lonely ex pat who longed for the days when bikes were simple and didn't have a million and one gadgets.

She's in ok shape - her brakes are ok, seats a bit uncomfortable, and light has yet to work but I rekon she'll be a beauty by the time summer rides around Oriental Bay ride around...

Not bad for my first significant other since Escada in London.