After finally putting the new tyres on Kirsten’s (my old Giant) bike and to remove the rear mudguard as the tyre were bigger, we rode down the only bike track in Monbulk into town for a Mother’s Day lunch.
One advantage of having the girls is that we can ride on the footpath.
I spoke to a man in a wheel chair who thought that the Greenspeed gt3 was a good idea, but he had a broken foot. I pointed out that you can get ones with hand powered drives.
When we got to friends on the hill it turned out that the kitchen had closed and we could only have afternoon tea. So we had our afternoon tea and headed to the park at the oval.
When we arrived at the park it turned out that the swings had been removed from their frames. But the girls had endless fun on the flying fox. It was only because the sun was going down that we headed home.