The Cycling Story

23May11

My mom: I did learn how to ride a cycle, you know. Many years ago.

Me: What? What happened?

My mom: We-ell, I once took the cycle out and was pedalling along when suddenly I felt myself take flight and land in a gutter. On top of the cycle.

Me: Ouch. Did you get help?

My mom: Not help exactly, just the curious gaze of a cow who looked at me over the edge of the gutter, wondering what I was doing. I was quite miffed my fall did not even have the magnitude to bother peaceful bovine creatures.

Me: …..

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