Got to try out the Brompton this morning on a proper commute for the
first time and what a splendid experience it was, too. I've been
working at home for the past few weeks so the only excuse to use it so
far has been going to the shop to get the paper, which doesn't quite
cut the mustard.
Smile number one: When I wheeled it on to the platform this morning I
didn't start to fold until the train was already pulling in - and still
managed to finish collapsing it down to that ever-so-neat little
package before the train had stopped moving.
Smile number two: pootling through Hyde Park on a beautiful spring
morning. When I used to bring the full-size road bike, I was a bit of a
heads-down, hell-for-leather kind of commuter. But there's something
about the Brompton that makes you just want to enjoy the scenery a bit
more. Perhaps it's the more-upright riding position. Not that it's a
particularly slow way of travelling - slower than the road bike, of
course, but I whizzed past many people on clunky hybrids with their fat
chunky tyres and rubbish suspension. Ha!
Smile number three: as I hopped off at the other end, scooting up to
the front door of the office and neatly flicking the back wheel under,
I got a lovely admiring smile from a very attractive young lady who
just happened to be passing by. Oh yes, get a Brompton and you will
pull!
Smile number four: getting to show off the fold-unfold technique to my
colleagues, who were all suitably impressed.
Smile number five: the thought that I didn't have to play sardines on
the Circle Line this morning.
All in all, I am one happy bunny. :-)
d.