More about Dad’s old bike



My Dad left me his sturdy old grey mountain bike

but I was too lazy to ever really use it

even with the best of eco intentions.

The spirit was willing.

So Maura, my very creative wife,

took it in for a striking display to her nursing home garden.

It was repainted by the gifted Julie in bright summery colours

and glamourised into a really fabulous artistic creation.

The magic of a woman’s touch.

Shank’s mare for me…..