I had a friend who was the same, unlike me, who used the bike to get from point A to B, he rode it purely for the exercise so he would buy the heaviest, cheapest clunker available. The only thing he changed was the saddle.

This is the other bike, merely collapsible, which I still have but hardly use anymore since it’s too heavy by comparison with the Brompton.
Is that a ‘Sturmey Archer’ three speed Dachs, perhaps you need some more gears, although they are not as temperamental as a derailer.
I disagree I had one for years, it was a lovely bike & my friend customised it for me with animals & flowers.
It got me to work & back easily, but I was a lot fitter in those days. ![]()
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No, it’s an ex-East German make. The company had had to reinvent the wheel, so to speak. The aluminium frame was state-of-the-art back then. I’ve used it for 20 years but prefer the Brompton now. You’re right that some more gears would’ve been useful. I have them now - one more. ![]()
Koala high in a tree as viewed from below
Having a snooze
“Married” pair of Cape Barren Geese
“I know my ball is down here somewhere”
Carved from one large washed ashore tree trunk
That’s brilliant Bretrick, someone had some vision…
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Sunset through one of Thurso’s old ruined Castle windows. Not taken by me but by Dana a professional who does this for a living. She also took the Viking photos of my family I shared a while ago.
That top picture almost looks like something from a science fiction film Rose ![]()
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Nice pics
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Yes, something scifi came to my mind too, flying saucers perhaps. ![]()
Thank you. ![]()

It still exists: the choice of torment. Those roughly 96 steps belong together—tackled briskly every week—for now, at least.












