My name is Anthony. And I'm addicted to bicycles...

It's about time I faced up to the fact that I quite simply am besotted, obsessed and generally unable to think of much else in spare moments during the day. This was most recently brought home to me when my girlfriend's father called me to let me know that he had dragged an old road bike out of a skip across the road from him, and would I be interested in it.

It was a full 24 hours before I could have a gander and for those 24 hours I was like the proverbial cat on the roof made of tin in the sun. And seeing it didn't help. The frame was declared solid, and those horizontal drop-outs... Could this be the fixed wheel frame I've been looking for?

And now colour schemes leap to mind as I debate new stems, a front brake, whether to cut down the drop bars and turn them into bullhorns. It's only a bike, I try to tell myself, and not a particularly great one at that.

But this will bring my total to three.

And that, my friends, is a stable.

Enjoy Issue 10.

.anth