The Dursley-Pedersen is a fine piece of engineering, but my journey to Paternoster Square was plagued by the most beastly wobbles. The rightful owner of this particular bicycle is a chum of mine by the name of Freddie Spalding. Freddie is a good deal shorter than me, and the ergonomics of his velocipede bear testament [...]
Category Archives: Vintage
April 11, 2011 – 13:36
Spring has sprung you might say. Why, only last week I instructed my man Ball to lower the roof on the Alvis – a frightfully fine motor car I might add – for a tootle down to the coast. Whilst purchasing the picnic at Fortnum’s, he noticed an unusual abundance of enthusiastic young whippersnappers, no [...]


