How times change. Only two days ago we were tweeting about the irritation of ping-pinging rush-hour bikes along the towpath – and now Mrs Kentishtowner is busy browsing pink lycra shorts on Amazon (and bemoaning the incessant rain).
Why the change of heart? “Two words,” she said last night, disgarding her knife and fork on the table. (We were revisiting Made In Camden, and rather impressed at the sophistication of its current menu.) “Yup, I’ve got just two words: pork and belly”.
Well, it is our little weakness. Especially if it’s ‘sticky’, and lounging on a bed of papaya, mango and cashew nut. And don’t even get us started on their seabass, dripping in sambuca butter, and the ox cheek with polenta-
“Shut up!” Suddenly she’s screaming, hands on ears, running out into the swerving traffic of the Chalk Farm Road. And it’s there that she has something of a Damascene moment: Evans Cycles, its windows boarded up, is still trading in the face of adversity.
She shakes her head, her face beatific. “Tomorrow,” she says, sighing, smiling, “tomorrow I’m changing my life.” As if to underline this, she grabs at her non-existant muffin top.
But before Mrs Kentishtowner coughs up her hard-earned cash on a fixed-gear Raleigh Vixon, she has wisely summoned the advice of reader Anup Patel, magnificently on hand with his Top 5 tips on the rather esoteric world of our local cycling shops (follow him on Twitter @youngdonkey).
Oh, and thanks for the responses to our tweets for feature ideas yesterday – keep em coming (want to write about anything NW1/5 related? Email us – firstname.lastname@example.org).
Over to you, Anup.
Anyone know any other little gems in the manor? Share your tips below.