This was outside the Old Vic yesterday afternoon…
I’m a die-hard rider, and I’ve done this more times than I care to remember. You get caught out and not getting “there”…wherever “there” is, simply isn’t an option. Get there or what…stop and stand around in the cold?
Sometimes a man’s just gotta ride!
I must be getting old though…when I saw the pics all I could think was that I’m just SO glad it wasn’t me this time…
Pictures are courtesy of my friend Raine over at Wild-Type.