For those who know me you will be aware that I have a bit of a thing about bicycles and their riders, fed up with groups at the weekend taking up the road to Whitecraig, and then even single riders who you have to follow because of double white lines and no overtaking. However, on holiday I saw the following cycles, In Stockholm, outside the ABBA museum we saw these wooden cycles which could be hired, no chance of them rusting, but beware of the woodworm.
In Tallin I spotted this yellow cycle hung over the side of a balcony, it fitted in n icely with the colourful surroundings.
And, in St Petersburgh, this bicycle was hanging on the wall, about six floors up in one of the communal blocks we passed, hundreds of houses in one block, makes the "banana flats" in Leith and the large block in Newcastle look tiny by comparison.
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