The End

Well, it had to happen eventually. I couldn’t just ride around in circles in central London for the rest of my life. Last summer I started to get itchy feet. And very quickly it became apparent that I was going to have to find a bigger circuit. And since I don’t do anything by halves, I’m going for the biggest of them all. In a month’s time, I leave to cycle round the world.

So I’ve quit my jobs, I’ve moved out of my house, I’m selling my bikes and I’ve given away almost all of my stuff. And I’m looking forward to a new bike, a new routine, a new challenge, and …a new blog. Click here if you want to see it. And yes, you’ll notice that I’m no longer anonymous (although my identity was a bit of an open secret anyway, at least to anyone who already knew me and my bikes).

I don’t plan to close this blog down completely or officially though. I’ve got another couple of weeks on circuit, and if I think of anything courier-related to say after that, then I’ll go right ahead and say it. And I probably will. I seem to be able to talk infinitely about being a cycle courier. You wouldn’t think there was that much to it.

Still, you should expect the traffic to slow down a bit.

I’m not going to make any trite comments about ‘the end of the road’. As we all know, the road goes on forever.

Instead I’ll comfort myself with the wise words of Sax:

“Ah, you’ll always be a courier. It doesn’t wash off.”

I do hope he’s right.