Most Britons assume at the outset that any misfortune involving a cyclist is the cyclist’s fault. After all, many a two-wheeled hellion has earned contempt. But put aside the understandable cynicism. This is not one of those stories.
A week ago, I was cycling around Buckingham Palace while some low-key royal whatnot was pending but not under way.
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