More Bike Stuff

27 January 2001

I realise I didn’t quite finish the bike story. The info about the boys I got from the woman in “Granta Coins and Antiquities”, who saw the whole thing from across the road. And it doesn’t have an unhappy ending: I’d paid a £25 deposit, but Geoff of “Geoff’s Bikes” re­turned it even though the bike was gone–he figured that he’d even­tu­ally get a call from someone who’d found it dumped in their garden. This was rather decent of Geoff, I think.

The thing is, I’d re­solved to dislike Geoff after the pedal crank of the first bike he rented me fell off and it took 45 minutes to walk back to the shop to get it fixed. And there were a couple of other prob­lems with the bike too, re­sult­ing in an often-exciting ride.

I don’t know why, but it often seems to happen that when­ever I have someone figured for the hottest fires of hell they do some­thing that puts me in their debt. Annoying.

Misc. travel notes–II:

  1. In Amsterdam, even the beggars speak English.
  2. Someone called John Ford, a con­tem­po­rary of Shakespeare, wrote a play called “’Tis Pitty Shee’s a Whore.”
  3. I want this play!
  4. It’s de­scribed as “enduring” and “decadent” and is further “virtually the only imag­i­na­tive treat­ment of the themes of incest in the English lit­er­a­ture of the era.”
  5. If you buy a stripey top, and you love it very much, you might like to read the in­struc­tions before washing it, in order not to shrink it.
  6. Spain, of all the places I’ve been to, has the best coffee.