I suppose I should explain how this cycling situation came about. Having run a 10K for charity (re work) and finding that it cost me more in Chiropractic care than I actually managed to raise, jogging seemed to be a thing of the past, as my body kindly informed me.

The toilet facilities at the office were in desperate need of updating..... to this century! This has been done. We now have a wonderful, shiny, clean bathroom - of which a shower is included. Now, the mere thought of exercise brings me out in tiny beads of perspiration, as those who know me will testify to!
Therefore, said shower is a must for me when arriving at the office.

 Everything was coming together beautifully, only the bike to sort out. Those old enough to remember Chitty, chitty Bang Bang will recall Caractacus Potts in his shed, banging and clanking about until the glorious flying machine came out.....well! Very similar situation with my self. You will see from picture herewith... a beauty. A little tweak here and there...and as one of my 'wonderful' ? daughters mentioned - 'Midnight Spitfire' dad!...teenage daughters?

Some lights, some panniers, 'Midnight Spitfire' poised and ready....the ever increasing middle age spread shall be slowed to a snails pace...a little similar to my cycling speed...