Figure 8 On A Bike

Looking much less lost this time around, we walked on down to the Liverpool industrial estate with Cycal bike repair shop, eager to see Callum's work cleaning up the bikes. And man did they shine! Ignoring the dings, knicks, scrapes, scratches, bits of rust, Susan's beleaguered front fork... well, OK, maybe they didn't look *new*, but in our eyes they were beautiful. Sadly, Callum couldn't finagle a new fork situation in time for us, but thankfully no other repairs were major; a new cassette for Susan, and for the first time in a couple months my tires matched (since my front tire had also developed a bulge and wasn't long for this world, he replaced them both). I think the mech said that every single bolt on Susan's bike needed tightening. Shiny, sparkly, smooth-riding bikes! Thanks, Callum!