I have bought myself an electric bike, nicknamed the Millennial Falcon, and it’s the best thing ever.
Since most of my possible routes into work are now blocked off with those massive plant troughs in the middle of the road, I needed an alternative to the car. My commute is now fifteen minutes each way, as opposed to anything from twenty minutes to an hour by car.
I am quite a wobbly, nervous cyclist, so Cat Daddy has arranged for his friend Gerard – a qualified cycling coach – to give me some lessons. Gerard is very nice but I don’t really want lessons because I hate people looking at me when I cycle. I always make sure I get to school long before the kids, and leave after them, for this very reason. But Cat Daddy has gone ahead and booked the lessons anyway, so I don’t have a choice.
Cat Daddy’s Helpful Comment of the Day: “It’ll be fine*. Gerard does this for a living, and he will have seen plenty of people who are as bad as you.”
Me: “…”
Him: “Well, ok, maybe not QUITE as bad as you.”
Me: “…”
Him: “Anyway, he likes a challenge.”
*Non-Brits: when a British person says “It’ll be fine”, you should be very concerned indeed. If they say “I’m sure it’ll be fine”, expect the apocalypse.
When I used to drive home from work, Louis Catorze would always be aware of my arrival long before Cat Daddy heard me, and I imagined this to be because he knew the sound of the car. After switching to the bike, I didn’t think this would happen anymore, since nobody really talks about cats knowing the sound of bikes, nor am I even sure if my bike has a sound as such. But perhaps I had underestimated the little sod and his creepy kitty sixth sense because, when I arrive home, he never fails to greet me at the door. (Unless Boys’ Club is in full swing, in which case he doesn’t bother.)
Here he is, pictured mid-shake and, therefore, not looking too brilliant. But at least the Millennial Falcon looks good.
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I wish you all the best riding the Millennial Falcon. As to the picture, Louis is incredible, but doesn’t he deserves some privacy?
😀
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Haha, with all his screaming and gallivanting around where he’s not supposed to go, he has no right to then demand privacy!
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[ I should have written deserve instead of deserveS. Please, can you forgive me?…]
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🤣🤣🤣
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It’s sweet that he meets you at the door
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It’s very funny! Although it’s most likely an excuse to try to escape out at The Front.
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The Millennial Falcon… with that name (close to a famous starship) it could bring you to another universe! Be careful when pressing the buttons on that beautiful bike… 😉
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There’s already a portal to another universe in Le Château. No prizes for guessing who discovered it …
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‘It’ll be fine’ always causes my husband to shudder… 😬
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I know. It’s the worst. 😬
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Wow, the Millennial Falcon is gorgeous indeed, but I noticed you don’t have a basket attached to it, in which you could take Sa Maj for a ride 😀
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Can you IMAGINE? 🤣🤣🤣
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Here a picture:
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Sa Maj would NEVER remain in place like this! He’d be trying to jump out, screaming, the works.
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… which only means that, unlike this one, Louis would behave as a normal cat…
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It’s not often that he behaves as a normal cat, but yes!
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Le Roi meeting you sounds like a positive…
next time Cat Daddy speaks down to you just say “Bless your little heart…” that carries similar implications. Imprecations ?
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🤣🤣🤣
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The bike looks brilliant . Happy eco commuting. Try putting the cat in the basket?
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Can you IMAGINE cycling with Sa Maj? At least I wouldn’t need a bell with him! 🤣🤣🤣
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What a vision!😂
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Indeed! I’d have the quickest commute ever because everyone would get out of my way pretty sharpish.
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