Thursday, March 24, 2005

A bike without a basket is like a woman without a fish

I received an e-mail from my Godmother. She is very concerned:

"Dear Peter, I love the blue color but am concerned about one thing, where's Zora's bike basket? Am I showing my age here? But a girl's bike must have a basket, no? Preferably one of those large wicker ones."

How right she is! In fact, not two weeks ago, Zora and I bought Tamara a wicker basket just for that reason. And while, alas, I have no plans for a basket on the Bluebird, Zora may do as she wishes.

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