Used to be exciting with the prospect of a wee ride but now I’m up at 6am, changing a nappy and feeding my 12 months old daughter peanut butter on toast while I drink coffee and listen to the sounds of the 40s and 50s on the local nostalgia radio show, eagerly awaiting my 4 year old son waking up and screaming “it’s morning time daddy!”
The closest I’ll get to a bike today is looking at pictures on here.
Having said that… They’re both hugely entertaining and I’m looking into a kiddy trailer for the bike….
Kids. More naawww than bikes are gnaar.