On a Bicycle Made for Two

park with accustomed difficulty, the three brakes tugging ineffectually on the wheel rims and our feet scuffing the gravel until we eventually wobbled to a halt. In matching army issue shorts, and rugby shirts and with our in flight entertainment of Sony Walkman and twin head-sets dangling from the front wicker basket, we felt slightly out of place. Standing by the hotel wall was an anorexic looking fitness fanatic in full racing kit, doing minor adjustments to his bicycle. It was an up to the minute streamlined model that probably cost more to buy than most motorcycles and some motors cars. The most dramatic feature of it however was a perspex windshield wrapped around the front, rather like those seen on Vespa motorscooters, but much more aerodynamic. We looked at this piece of modern technology in wonder, and then at our own elderly packhorse. 'Er, does it make the bike go faster?' we asked. He looked at us with