And the point is?
That dying from cancer inducing, lung destroying bus exhausts is fun?
Or that commuting 50 miles with a laptop bag, briefcase and a large toolkit plus suppies is fun?
This wasn't written by the cylist I once read on another forum.
Who thought that a painter and decorator should get a trike built with a roof rack for his ladders.
And a trailer for his paints, papers and pasting table.
Plonker!