Bodies, eh? We've all got one, haven't we? It's one of those things all people have in common -- and which has all kinds of implications for how we interact with the world; indeed, implications for the universe and everything in it. But let's not go too far down the road of phenomenological theory, which …
When I was a student, back in the early '80s, among the staples of our mixed tapes would be a song or two by moustachioed singer-songwriter Jim Croce -- he of 'Mad, Bad, Leroy Brown' and funereal weepy 'Time in a Bottle' fame. Although it rapidly became deeply uncool to like Jim as New Wave …
One thing that wasn’t cancelled last year was that bike race in France. The one that shot to fame in the rest of the world (i.e. the US) when some guy from Texas started winning it with improbable ease and then turned out to have been cheating all along. The Tour de France is …
It’s inevitable that being something of a cycling fan, your country-bound correspondent’s interest has been piqued by the label on local maps that denotes the ‘former Hibernian Bicycle Racing Track’ just down other end of Duncan Street. It’s on someone’s land now, so I haven’t been able to have a sticky-beak, but what a tantalising …
Quite a few of the photography accounts on Twitter do this thing on a Saturday (Friday if they're in the US) where they summarise the week in photos. Posts like that are great -- a few fleeting images that tell you a whole lot about the events of the last seven days. We're going to …
Spurred by yesterday’s bike-borne expedition into the unknown, I squandered a bit of time last night looking for further local loops to explore on two wheels. Modern internet-based social platforms make this kind of thing so easy. For example, I have recently joined a service called Strava, which enables weekend warriors and endurance sports weirdos …
OK, I have a whole bunch of posts half-done and awaiting the final push to force them into shape and spewed out to an indifferent world. The problem is that they are all rather complicated and serious, which is a difficult look to sustain around here. In the meantime, things need to keep inching forward. …
I think I may have mentioned a passion for cycling at some point in this saga. It’s something that goes back a long way, with short interruptions for loveless dalliances with motorcycles, Ford Anglias and utes. Like the archetypical beardy hipster, I’m claiming I was into it before it was trendy. The thing is, it's …
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