Don’t Mess With Meby
I have two very good reasons for posting this – neither is to skite we had a ride in a limo.
It’s so pleasing to see Miss8 taking inspiration from her big sister to get into cycling.
I’m not a cycling fanatic. In fact, my preparation for this ride was an exhausting four and a half kilometer ride to my friends place on the previous Thursday, so he could check the oil and water and load it on the car.
My oldest two never managed to get me onto the Gravitron or the Zipper or any of those horrid show rides. Not in twenty-one years. My youngest son has managed to pull it off in just eight years.