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Ok, so we all had to start somewhere, some had Mustangs some had Lizards but, let us take you a little further forward as your parents buy you your first 'proper' mountainbike from the shop or Grattans catalogue on the 'never never'
Then, a year or two on from that excitement of it arriving as a surprise with Dad putting it together, muttering about bikes being better in his day etc, we move to the difficult teen years, not old enough to drive a car and you're not allowed a moped.
So, here we are, the paperound has paid for a few upgrades, time has taken its toll on the components. You've lost the odd seatpost from leaving it locked up at school, 'rich' mates have given you their hand me downs...
You are starting to regret the Mint Sauce stickers as your mates pull up on brand new Konas/ Oranges etc
Let us return to those halcyon days, summers were hot, cider was still a good idea and you could eat as many sweets as you wanted, and girls , well they were just girls with nice wobbly bits...(but wouldnt go near you or your stinky armpits!)...
Then, a year or two on from that excitement of it arriving as a surprise with Dad putting it together, muttering about bikes being better in his day etc, we move to the difficult teen years, not old enough to drive a car and you're not allowed a moped.
So, here we are, the paperound has paid for a few upgrades, time has taken its toll on the components. You've lost the odd seatpost from leaving it locked up at school, 'rich' mates have given you their hand me downs...
You are starting to regret the Mint Sauce stickers as your mates pull up on brand new Konas/ Oranges etc
Let us return to those halcyon days, summers were hot, cider was still a good idea and you could eat as many sweets as you wanted, and girls , well they were just girls with nice wobbly bits...(but wouldnt go near you or your stinky armpits!)...