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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: My left foot
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Thursday, 3 May 2007. I have always argued vigorously and righteously against changing into full bike gear, when going on a short hop. What is the POINT of taking 15 minutes to kit up to the tees, just to spend 10 minutes on the bike - to THEN have to spend another 15 minutes unkitting on the other end! Still can't figure out how it happened - but riding along, I became aware that my shoelace had come undone, and it was tangled around the gear lever. Since I was still pract...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: 07-Feb-2008
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Thursday, 7 February 2008. Patience of a saint. Its not easy to be my husband. Admittedly, he DID refuse to marry me, until I bought him a new Gixter – but that was seven years ago, and I needed a passport. And a skydiving license. By now, all debts having duly been paid, one would have thought that he’d have made his excuses, and retired to a remote underground location, where I could never, ever get in touch with him again. 8220;Come oooon, lets GO! Getting wet is sexy!
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: Patience of a saint...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Thursday, 7 February 2008. Patience of a saint. Its not easy to be my husband. Admittedly, he DID refuse to marry me, until I bought him a new Gixter – but that was seven years ago, and I needed a passport. And a skydiving license. By now, all debts having duly been paid, one would have thought that he’d have made his excuses, and retired to a remote underground location, where I could never, ever get in touch with him again. 8220;Come oooon, lets GO! Getting wet is sexy!
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: 09-May-2007
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Wednesday, 9 May 2007. When I used to be twelve. Life in our street was a neverending adventure, as far as I was concerned. Not least, because it was populated by a band of boys who roamed the streets wild and free, playing what seemed like endlessly wild and dangerous games. Every now and again, a miraculous discovery would change the face of play, introducing a brand new dimension to otherwise ordinary days. Four plastic trays with 96 shiny .22 bullet cartridges, regi...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Friday, 4 May 2007. I didn't have many girl friends as a kid. Well, actually. I had none. In fact, thinking back, I don't recall any girls in our neighbourhood – I’d think it had something to with me being ‘that girl that always plays with the boys’. This state of affairs was carefully orchestrated by me: my social position of "honorary boy" in the neighbourhood did not come cheap. Maintaining it took cunning, intelligence and UN-esque diplomacy:. I considered the dilemma o...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: When I used to be twelve...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Wednesday, 9 May 2007. When I used to be twelve. Life in our street was a neverending adventure, as far as I was concerned. Not least, because it was populated by a band of boys who roamed the streets wild and free, playing what seemed like endlessly wild and dangerous games. Every now and again, a miraculous discovery would change the face of play, introducing a brand new dimension to otherwise ordinary days. Four plastic trays with 96 shiny .22 bullet cartridges, regi...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: When a girl goes to wheelie school - a true story
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Tuesday, 1 May 2007. When a girl goes to wheelie school - a true story. 8220;The only thing more pointless than spending 2 weeks getting licensed to jump solo from an aircraft at 14,000ft - is to pay for the privilege” - my thoughts, as I was hurtling towards earth at 120mph, abject terror freezing the spit in my throat, praying that none of the 73 possible things that can go wrong, go wrong, in the 40 seconds from now till safe deployment of my parachute. And I’m not...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: 04-May-2007
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Friday, 4 May 2007. I didn't have many girl friends as a kid. Well, actually. I had none. In fact, thinking back, I don't recall any girls in our neighbourhood – I’d think it had something to with me being ‘that girl that always plays with the boys’. This state of affairs was carefully orchestrated by me: my social position of "honorary boy" in the neighbourhood did not come cheap. Maintaining it took cunning, intelligence and UN-esque diplomacy:. I considered the dilemma o...
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Is that your boyfriend's bike?: 03-May-2007
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Is that your boyfriend's bike? Thursday, 3 May 2007. I have always argued vigorously and righteously against changing into full bike gear, when going on a short hop. What is the POINT of taking 15 minutes to kit up to the tees, just to spend 10 minutes on the bike - to THEN have to spend another 15 minutes unkitting on the other end! Still can't figure out how it happened - but riding along, I became aware that my shoelace had come undone, and it was tangled around the gear lever. Since I was still pract...