For thinking that this is an easy endeavour. That I could just park myself somewhere in the middle of a busy commuter road and find myself the cyling sartorial splendour that is a fine man/lady on a fine bike, wearing a fine helmet. You’d be wrong though. Commuter o’clock is ugly. And nobody’s stopping for… Continue reading you could be forgiven
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.