Two things I’ve come across on the wide old interwebs have positively warmed my heart recently:
. There’s a bloke who went from not really being a cat person, to clearly understanding who’s really in charge. Like him, I welcome our inevitable feline overlords.
Knit-bombed Boris Bikes. As the original poster comments, maybe not much protection against saddle soreness, but with autumn approaching, a saddle cosy might be just the thing to ward off the misery of a chilly posterior early in the morning!
Can I just say that I rather love the Boris Bikes. At the moment you still have to apply online for a key card thingy, but even though I hardly ever go up to London I’m quite tempted to do so. However, by the time I’m up next they might have rolled out the ‘casual use’ scheme, which I think will mean you can do it all directly at the bike stations. Loads of people seemed to be using them when I was up to see the Proms. Marvellous!